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James 4:16 - American Standard Version (1901)

16 But now ye glory in your vauntings: all such glorying is evil.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 But now ye rejoice in your boastings: all such rejoicing is evil.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 But as it is, you boast [falsely] in your presumption and your self-conceit. All such boasting is wrong.

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Common English Bible

16 But now you boast and brag, and all such boasting is evil.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 But now you exult in your arrogance. All such exultation is wicked.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

16 But now you rejoice in your arrogancies. All such rejoicing is wicked.

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English Standard Version 2016

16 As it is, you boast in your arrogance. All such boasting is evil.

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James 4:16
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? The lovingkindness of God endureth continually.


Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength, But trusted in the abundance of his riches, And strengthened himself in his wickedness.


As clouds and wind without rain, So is he that boasteth himself of his gifts falsely.


Boast not thyself of to-morrow; For thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.


For thou hast trusted in thy wickedness; thou hast said, None seeth me; thy wisdom and thy knowledge, it hath perverted thee, and thou hast said in thy heart, I am, and there is none else besides me.


Your glorying is not good. Know ye not that a little leaven leaveneth the whole lump?


But if ye have bitter jealousy and faction in your heart, glory not and lie not against the truth.


For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the eyes and the vainglory of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.


How much soever she glorified herself, and waxed wanton, so much give her of torment and mourning: for she saith in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall in no wise see mourning.


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