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Psalm 39:6 - American Standard Version (1901)

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 Surely every man walks to and fro–like a shadow in a pantomime; surely for futility and emptiness he is in turmoil; each one heaps up riches, not knowing who will gather them. [I Cor. 7:31; James 4:14.]

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Common English Bible

6 Yes, people wander around like shadows; yes, they hustle and bustle, but pointlessly; they don’t even know who will get the wealth they’ve amassed.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 You have accomplished your many wonders, O Lord my God, and there is no one similar to you in your thoughts. I have announced and I have spoken: they are multiplied beyond number.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God: and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.

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English Standard Version 2016

6 Surely a man goes about as a shadow! Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; man heaps up wealth and does not know who will gather!

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Psalm 39:6
31 Tagairtí Cros  

Man, that is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.


I loathe my life; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.


Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.


It is vain for you to rise up early, To take rest late, To eat the bread of toil; For so he giveth unto his beloved sleep.


Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.


What man is he that shall live and not see death, That shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? [Selah


A good man leaveth an inheritance to his children’s children; And the wealth of the sinner is laid up for the righteous.


Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? For riches certainly make themselves wings, Like an eagle that flieth toward heaven.


For riches are not for ever; And doth the crown endure unto all generations?


I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and a striving after wind.


Therefore remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh; for youth and the dawn of life are vanity.


This is the end of the matter; all hath been heard: Fear God, and keep his commandments; for this is the whole duty of man.


Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher; all is vanity.


For to the man that pleaseth him God giveth wisdom, and knowledge, and joy; but to the sinner he giveth travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him that pleaseth God. This also is vanity and a striving after wind.


I gathered me also silver and gold, and the treasure of kings and of the provinces; I gat me men-singers and women-singers, and the delights of the sons of men, musical instruments, and that of all sorts.


and those riches perish by evil adventure; and if he hath begotten a son, there is nothing in his hand.


Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? and your labor for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.


If then ye are not able to do even that which is least, why are ye anxious concerning the rest?


And seek not ye what ye shall eat, and what ye shall drink, neither be ye of doubtful mind.


and those that use the world, as not using it to the full: for the fashion of this world passeth away.


whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.


Your gold and your silver are rusted; and their rust shall be for a testimony against you, and shall eat your flesh as fire. Ye have laid up your treasure in the last days.


For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth:


casting all your anxiety upon him, because he careth for you.


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