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Psalm 1:4 - American Standard Version 2015

4 The wicked are not so,\par\tab But are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 The ungodly are not so: But are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 Not so the wicked [those disobedient and living without God are not so]. But they are like the chaff [worthless, dead, without substance] which the wind drives away.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 The wicked are not so, But are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

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Common English Bible

4 That’s not true for the wicked! They are like dust that the wind blows away.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 Not so the impious, not so. For they are like the dust that the wind casts along the face of the earth.

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Psalm 1:4
9 Tagairtí Cros  

That they are as stubble before the wind,\par\tab And as chaff that the storm carrieth away?


So are the paths of all that forget God;\par\tab And the hope of the godless man shall perish:


Let them be as chaff before the wind,\par\tab And the angel of Jehovah driving {\i them} on.


But one passed by, and, lo, he was not:\par\tab Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.


The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but he shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.


But the multitude of thy foes shall be like small dust, and the multitude of the terrible ones as chaff that passeth away: yea, it shall be in an instant suddenly.


Therefore will I scatter them, as the stubble that passeth away, by the wind of the wilderness.


Therefore they shall be as the morning cloud, and as the dew that passeth early away, as the chaff that is driven with the whirlwind out of the threshing-floor, and as the smoke out of the chimney.\par


whose fan is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing-floor; and he will gather his wheat into the garner, but the chaff he will burn up with unquenchable fire.\par


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