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Psalm 92:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evil-doers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

That though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to be destroyed forever.

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American Standard Version (1901)

When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.

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Common English Bible

though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers seem to blossom, they do so only to be destroyed forever.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Your testimonies have been made exceedingly trustworthy. Sanctity befits your house, O Lord, with length of days.

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Psalm 92:7
21 Tagairtí Cros  

The tents of robbers prosper. Those who provoke God are secure, who carry their God in their hands.


As for transgressors, they shall be destroyed together. The future of the wicked shall be cut off.


Behold, these are the wicked. Being always at ease, they increase in riches.


I was so senseless and ignorant. I was a brute beast before you.


They pour out arrogant words. All the evil-doers boast.


For the backsliding of the simple will kill them. The careless ease of fools will destroy them.


Therefore their inhabitants had little power. They were dismayed and confounded. They were like the grass of the field, and like the green herb, like the grass on the housetops, and like a field before its crop has grown.


Now we call the proud happy; yes, those who work wickedness are built up; yes, they tempt God, and escape.'


*For, behold, the day comes, it burns as a furnace; and all the proud, and all who work wickedness, will be stubble; and the day that comes will burn them up,* says the LORD of Armies, *that it shall leave them neither root nor branch.


For, *All flesh is like grass, and all of man's glory like the flower in the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls;