A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.
Ruth 3:14 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised So she lay down at his feet until morning but got up while it was still dark. Then Boaz said, ‘Don’t let it be known that a woman came to the threshing-floor.’ Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 And she lay at his feet until the morning: and she rose up before one could know another. And he said, Let it not be known that a woman came into the floor. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And she lay at his feet until the morning, but arose before one could recognize another; for he said, Let it not be known that the woman came to the threshing floor. American Standard Version (1901) And she lay at his feet until the morning: and she rose up before one could discern another. For he said, Let it not be known that the woman came to the threshing-floor. Common English Bible So she lay at his feet until morning. Then she got up before one person could recognize another, for he had said, “No one should know that the woman came to the threshing floor.” Catholic Public Domain Version And so she slept by his feet until the night was ending. And she arose before men could inquire of one another. And Boaz said, "Be careful, lest someone know that you came here." Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version So she slept at his feet till the night was going off. And she arose before men could know one another, and Booz said: Beware lest any man know that thou camest hither. |
A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.
Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Give careful thought to do what is honourable in everyone’s eyes.
Indeed, we are giving careful thought to do what is right, not only before the Lord but also before people.
Conduct yourselves honourably among the Gentiles, so that when they slander you as evildoers, they will observe your good works and will glorify God on the day he visits.
And he told Ruth, ‘Bring the shawl you’re wearing and hold it out.’ When she held it out, he shovelled six measures of barley into her shawl, and she went into the town.