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Psalm 1:4 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

The wicked are not so, but are like the chaff which the wind drives away.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The ungodly are not so: But are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Not so the wicked [those disobedient and living without God are not so]. But they are like the chaff [worthless, dead, without substance] which the wind drives away.

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American Standard Version (1901)

The wicked are not so, But are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

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Common English Bible

That’s not true for the wicked! They are like dust that the wind blows away.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Not so the impious, not so. For they are like the dust that the wind casts along the face of the earth.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Not so the wicked, not so: but like the dust, which the wind driveth from the face of the earth.

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Psalm 1:4
9 Tagairtí Cros  

How often is it that they are as stubble before the wind, as chaff that the storm carries away?


So are the paths of all who forget God. The hope of the godless man shall perish,


Let them be as chaff before the wind, The LORD's angel driving them on.


But he passed away, and behold, he was not. Yes, I sought him, but he could not be found.


The nations will rush like the rushing of many waters: but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far off, and will be chased like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.


But the multitude of your foes will be like fine dust, and the multitude of the ruthless ones like chaff that blows away. Yes, it will be in an instant, suddenly.


Therefore will I scatter them, as the stubble that passes away, by the wind of the wilderness.


Therefore they will be like the morning mist, and like the dew that passes away early, like the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing floor, and like the smoke out of the chimney.


His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing floor. He will gather his wheat into the barn, but the chaff he will burn up with unquenchable fire.*