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Mark 4:6

New Living Translation

But the plant soon wilted under the hot sun, and since it didn’t have deep roots, it died.

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Don’t stare at me because I am dark— the sun has darkened my skin. My brothers were angry with me; they forced me to care for their vineyards, so I couldn’t care for myself—my own vineyard.

But you are a tower of refuge to the poor, O Lord, a tower of refuge to the needy in distress. You are a refuge from the storm and a shelter from the heat. For the oppressive acts of ruthless people are like a storm beating against a wall,

And as the sun grew hot, God arranged for a scorching east wind to blow on Jonah. The sun beat down on his head until he grew faint and wished to die. “Death is certainly better than living like this!” he exclaimed.

But the plants soon wilted under the hot sun, and since they didn’t have deep roots, they died.

Other seed fell on shallow soil with underlying rock. The seed sprouted quickly because the soil was shallow.

Other seed fell among thorns that grew up and choked out the tender plants so they produced no grain.

Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong.

Let your roots grow down into him, and let your lives be built on him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught, and you will overflow with thankfulness.

He will use every kind of evil deception to fool those on their way to destruction, because they refuse to love and accept the truth that would save them.

The hot sun rises and the grass withers; the little flower droops and falls, and its beauty fades away. In the same way, the rich will fade away with all of their achievements.

When these people eat with you in your fellowship meals commemorating the Lord’s love, they are like dangerous reefs that can shipwreck you. They are like shameless shepherds who care only for themselves. They are like clouds blowing over the land without giving any rain. They are like trees in autumn that are doubly dead, for they bear no fruit and have been pulled up by the roots.

They will never again be hungry or thirsty; they will never be scorched by the heat of the sun.




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