Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept!
Mark 4:6 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021 And when the sun rose, it was scorched, and since it had no root it withered away. Plus de versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 but when the sun was up, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And when the sun came up, it was scorched, and because it had not taken root, it withered away. American Standard Version (1901) and when the sun was risen, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. Common English Bible When the sun came up, it scorched the plants; and they dried up because they had no roots. Catholic Public Domain Version And when the sun was risen, it was scorched. And because it had no root, it withered away. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And when the sun was risen, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. |
Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept!
For you have been a refuge to the poor, a refuge to the needy in their distress, a shelter from the rainstorm and a shade from the heat. When the blast of the ruthless was like a winter rainstorm,
When the sun rose, God prepared a sultry east wind, and the sun beat down on the head of Jonah so that he was faint and asked that he might die. He said, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
But when the sun rose, they were scorched, and since they had no root, they withered away.
Other seed fell on rocky ground, where it did not have much soil, and it sprang up quickly, since it had no depth of soil.
Other seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it, and it yielded no grain.
and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith, as you are being rooted and grounded in love.
rooted and built up in him and established in the faith, just as you were taught, abounding in thanksgiving.
and every kind of wicked deception for those who are perishing because they refused to love the truth and so be saved.
For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the field; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. It is the same way with the rich; in the midst of a busy life, they will wither away.
These are blots on your love feasts, while they feast with you without fear, feeding themselves. They are waterless clouds carried along by the winds; autumn trees without fruit, twice dead, uprooted;
They will hunger no more and thirst no more; the sun will not strike them, nor any scorching heat,