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Proverbs 20:6

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

The multitude of man will call each his mercy: and a man of faithfulness who shall find?

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To the overseer upon the octave, chanting of David. Save, O Jehovah, for the merciful one ceased; for faithfulnesses failed from the sons of men.

When therefore thou doest alms, thou shouldst not sound the trumpet before thee, as hypocrites do in the assemblies, and in the streets, that they might be praised by men. Verily I say to you, They have their reward.

I say to you, that he will do their avenging swiftly. But the Son of man having come, shall he find faith upon earth

And he said to him, Lord, with thee am I ready to go, and to prison, and to death.

The Pharisee having stood, prayed these to himself, O God, I return thee thanks that I am not as the rest of men, rapacious, unjust, adulterers, or also as this publican.

A stranger shall praise thee, and not thy mouth; a stranger, and not thy lips.

Clouds and wind and not rain, a man boasting in a gift of falsehood.

Run ye to and fro in the streets of Jerusalem, and see now, and know, and seek in her broad places, if ye shall find a man, if there is he doing judgment, seeking faithfulness; and I will pardon to her.

I have been mad boasting; ye forced me: for I ought to have been recommended by you: for I was not greatly inferior to the sent, if also I am nothing.

Jesus saw Nathanael coming to him, and he says of him, Behold truly an Israelite, in whom is no deceit!

And Peter said, Behold, we have left all, and followed thee.

The merciful one perished from the earth, and none upright among men: they all will lie in wait for bloods; they will hunt each his brother with a net.

Which yet my soul sought, and found not; one man from a thousand I found; and a woman in all these I found not

Deep waters are counsel in the heart of man; and a man of understanding will draw it out

They will speak vanity each with his neighbor: smooth lips, with a heart and a heart will they speak

Wo to me! for I was as the gatherings of the fruit harvest, as the gleanings of the vintage, no cluster to eat: my soul desired the first ripe fig.




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