And I am this day weak, though anointed king; these men the sons of Zeruiah are too hard for me. The Lord requite the evildoer according to his wickedness!”
Proverbs 19:10 - Revised Standard Version It is not fitting for a fool to live in luxury, much less for a slave to rule over princes. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Delight is not seemly for a fool; Much less for a servant to have rule over princes. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Luxury is not fitting for a [self-confident] fool–much less for a slave to rule over princes. American Standard Version (1901) Delicate living is not seemly for a fool; Much less for a servant to have rule over princes. Common English Bible Luxury isn’t fitting for a fool; even less so for a servant to rule over princes. Catholic Public Domain Version Fine things are not fitting for the foolish, nor is it fitting for a servant to rule over princes. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Delicacies are not seemly for a fool: nor for a servant to have rule over princes. |
And I am this day weak, though anointed king; these men the sons of Zeruiah are too hard for me. The Lord requite the evildoer according to his wickedness!”
The couriers went in haste by order of the king, and the decree was issued in Susa the capital. And the king and Haman sat down to drink; but the city of Susa was perplexed.
Fine speech is not becoming to a fool; still less is false speech to a prince.
Like snow in summer or rain in harvest, so honor is not fitting for a fool.
And the people will oppress one another, every man his fellow and every man his neighbor; the youth will be insolent to the elder, and the base fellow to the honorable.
Rejoice not, O Israel! Exult not like the peoples; for you have played the harlot, forsaking your God. You have loved a harlot's hire upon all threshing floors.
“There was a rich man, who was clothed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day.
and in Hades, being in torment, he lifted up his eyes, and saw Abraham far off and Lazarus in his bosom.
Be wretched and mourn and weep. Let your laughter be turned to mourning and your joy to dejection.
And Abigail came to Nabal; and lo, he was holding a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. And Nabal's heart was merry within him, for he was very drunk; so she told him nothing at all until the morning light.