“Now there was a certain rich man who would dress in purple and fine linen, enjoying himself each day as he lived lavishly.
James 5:5 - The Text-Critical English New Testament You have lived on the earth in luxury and self-indulgence. You have nourished your hearts as in a day of slaughter. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Ye have lived in pleasure on the earth, and been wanton; ye have nourished your hearts, as in a day of slaughter. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [Here] on earth you have abandoned yourselves to soft (prodigal) living and to [the pleasures of] self-indulgence and self-gratification. You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter. American Standard Version (1901) Ye have lived delicately on the earth, and taken your pleasure; ye have nourished your hearts in a day of slaughter. Common English Bible You have lived a self-satisfying life on this earth, a life of luxury. You have stuffed your hearts in preparation for the day of slaughter. Catholic Public Domain Version You have feasted upon the earth, and you have nourished your hearts with luxuries, unto the day of slaughter. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version You have feasted upon earth: and in riotousness you have nourished your hearts, in the day of slaughter. |
“Now there was a certain rich man who would dress in purple and fine linen, enjoying himself each day as he lived lavishly.
But Abraham said, ‘Son, remember that in yoʋr lifetime yoʋ received yoʋr good things, and in the same way Lazarus received bad things, but now he is here being comforted, while yoʋ are in agony.
Let us walk properly, as in the day, not in revelries and drinking bouts, not in illicit affairs and sensual indulgences, not in strife and jealousy.
traitors, reckless, puffed up, and lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God,
receiving the wages of unrighteousness. Counting indulgence in the daytime as pleasure, they are stains and blemishes, openly indulging in their deceptions as they feast with you.
These men are hidden reefs at your love feasts, feeding themselves as they feast among you without fear. They are clouds without water, carried along by winds; fruitless trees in late autumn, twice dead and uprooted.
As much as she has glorified herself and lived in luxury, give her the same amount of torment and mourning, for in her heart she says, ‘I sit enthroned as a queen; I am not a widow and will never see mourning.’