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Psalm 49:17 - King James Version - American Edition

for when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: His glory shall not descend after him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not descend after him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away; His glory shall not descend after him.

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Common English Bible

because when they die, they won’t take any of it with them. Their fantastic things won’t accompany them down under.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Truly, you have hated discipline, and you have cast my sermons behind you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Seeing thou hast hated discipline: and hast cast my words behind thee.

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Psalm 49:17
10 Tagairtí Cros  

and said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.


The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he is not.


from men which are thy hand, O Lord, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.


As he came forth of his mother's womb, naked shall he return to go as he came, and shall take nothing of his labor, which he may carry away in his hand.


And what will ye do in the day of visitation, and in the desolation which shall come from far? to whom will ye flee for help? and where will ye leave your glory?


Therefore hell hath enlarged herself, and opened her mouth without measure: and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp, and he that rejoiceth, shall descend into it.


But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided?


And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.


it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory: it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power:


For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out.