Better a dry crust with peace than a house full of feasting with strife.
James 5:5 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised You have lived luxuriously on the earth and have indulged yourselves. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Ye have lived in pleasure on the earth, and been wanton; ye have nourished your hearts, as in a day of slaughter. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [Here] on earth you have abandoned yourselves to soft (prodigal) living and to [the pleasures of] self-indulgence and self-gratification. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter. American Standard Version (1901) Ye have lived delicately on the earth, and taken your pleasure; ye have nourished your hearts in a day of slaughter. Common English Bible You have lived a self-satisfying life on this earth, a life of luxury. You have stuffed your hearts in preparation for the day of slaughter. Catholic Public Domain Version You have feasted upon the earth, and you have nourished your hearts with luxuries, unto the day of slaughter. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version You have feasted upon earth: and in riotousness you have nourished your hearts, in the day of slaughter. |
Better a dry crust with peace than a house full of feasting with strife.
Rejoice, young person, while you are young, and let your heart be glad in the days of your youth. And walk in the ways of your heart and in the desire of your eyes; but know that for all of these things God will bring you to judgement.
But look: joy and gladness, butchering of cattle, slaughtering of sheep and goats, eating of meat, and drinking of wine – ‘Let’s eat and drink, for tomorrow we die! ’
The Lord also says: Because the daughters of Zion are haughty, walking with heads held high and seductive eyes, prancing along, jingling their ankle bracelets,
‘So now hear this, lover of luxury, who sits securely, who says to herself, “I am, and there is no one else. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.”
‘Come, let me get some wine, let’s guzzle some beer; and tomorrow will be like today, only far better! ’
As for you, Lord, you know me; you see me. You test whether my heart is with you. Drag the wicked away like sheep to slaughter and set them apart for the day of killing.
Wail, you shepherds, and cry out. Roll in the dust, you leaders of the flock. Because the days of your slaughter have come, you will fall and become shattered like a precious vase.
Now this was the iniquity of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters had pride, plenty of food, and comfortable security, but didn’t support the poor and needy.
‘Son of man, this is what the Lord God says: Tell every kind of bird and all the wild animals, “Assemble and come! Gather from all around to my sacrificial feast that I am slaughtering for you, a great feast on the mountains of Israel; you will eat flesh and drink blood.
Woe to those who are at ease in Zion and to those who feel secure on the hill of Samaria – the notable people in this first of the nations, those the house of Israel comes to.
‘There was a rich man who would dress in purple and fine linen, feasting lavishly every day.
‘ “Son,” Abraham said, “remember that during your life you received your good things, just as Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here, while you are in agony.
Let us walk with decency, as in the daytime: not in carousing and drunkenness; not in sexual impurity and promiscuity; not in quarrelling and jealousy.
traitors, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God,
They will be paid back with harm for the harm they have done. They consider it a pleasure to carouse in broad daylight. They are spots and blemishes, delighting in their deceptions while they feast with you.
These people are dangerous reefs at your love feasts as they eat with you without reverence. They are shepherds who only look after themselves. They are waterless clouds carried along by winds; trees in late autumn #– #fruitless, twice dead and uprooted.
As much as she glorified herself and indulged her sensual and excessive ways, give her that much torment and grief. For she says in her heart, ‘I sit as a queen; I am not a widow, and I will never see grief.’
Then Abigail went to Nabal, and there he was in his house, holding a feast fit for a king. Nabal’s heart was cheerful, and he was very drunk, so she didn’t say anything to him until morning light.
Then say this: “Long life to you, and peace to you, peace to your family, and peace to all that is yours.