Y’all don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.
Mark 4:6 - Y'all Version Bible But when the sun had risen, it was scorched, and because it had no root, it withered away. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 but when the sun was up, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition And when the sun came up, it was scorched, and because it had not taken root, it withered away. American Standard Version (1901) and when the sun was risen, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. Common English Bible When the sun came up, it scorched the plants; and they dried up because they had no roots. Catholic Public Domain Version And when the sun was risen, it was scorched. And because it had no root, it withered away. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And when the sun was risen, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away. |
Y’all don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.
For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the dreaded ones is like a storm against the wall.
When the sun arose, God appointed a hot east wind; and the sun beat on Jonah’s head, so that he became faint. He begged with all his soul to die, saying, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
But when the sun had risen, they were scorched, and because they had no root, they withered away.
Others fell on the rocky ground, where it had little soil. Immediately it sprang up, because it had no depth of soil.
Others fell among the thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it, and it yielded no fruit.
and that Christ may dwell in y’all’s hearts through faith, so that, being rooted and grounded in love,
rooted and built up in him and established in the faith, even as y’all were taught, and abounding in thanksgiving.
and with every kind of wicked deception among those who are perishing because they didn’t accept the love of the truth, and so be saved.
For the sun rises with scorching wind and withers the grass. Then the flower falls, and its beautiful appearance is destroyed. So the rich person will also fade away in their pursuits.
They are jagged rocks in y’all’s love feasts, feasting with y’all without fear, shepherding only themselves. They are clouds without water, carried along by winds; autumn trees without fruit, twice dead and uprooted.
‘They will be hungry no longer, they will be thirsty no longer. The sun will no longer beat on them, nor any burning heat.’