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Proverbs 27:22 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

22 Though you grind a fool in a mortar with a pestle along with grain, you will not separate his foolishness from him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

22 Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among wheat with a pestle, Yet will not his foolishness depart from him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

22 Even though like grain you should pound a fool in a mortar with a pestle, yet will not his foolishness depart from him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

22 Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar with a pestle along with bruised grain, Yet will not his foolishness depart from him.

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Common English Bible

22 Even if you grind fools in a mortar, even grinding them along with the grain, their folly won’t be driven from them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

22 Even if you were to crush the foolish with a mortar, as when a pestle strikes over pearled barley, his foolishness would not be taken from him.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

22 Though thou shouldst bray a fool in the mortar, as when a pestle striketh upon sodden barley, his folly would not be taken from him.

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Proverbs 27:22
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Even after this,  Jeroboam did not repent  of his evil way but again made priests for the high places from the ranks of the people.  He ordained whoever so desired it, and they became priests of the high places.


During the night Pharaoh got up, he along with all his officials and all the Egyptians, and there was a loud wailing  throughout Egypt because there wasn’t a house without someone dead.


When the king of Egypt was told that the people had fled, Pharaoh and his officials changed their minds about the people and said, ‘What have we done? We have released Israel from serving us.’


The enemy said: ‘I will pursue, I will overtake, I will divide the spoil. My desire will be gratified at their expense. I will draw my sword; my hand will destroy   them.’


The crown of the wise is their wealth, but the foolishness of fools produces foolishness.


‘They struck me, but   I feel no pain! They beat me, but I didn’t know it! When will I wake up? I’ll look for another drink.’


As a dog returns to its vomit, so also a fool repeats his foolishness.


Why do you want more beatings? Why do you keep on rebelling? The whole head is hurt, and the whole heart is sick.


Can the Cushite change his skin, or a leopard his spots? If so, you might be able to do what is good, you who are instructed in evil.


Lord, don’t your eyes look for faithfulness? You have struck them, but they felt no pain. You finished them off, but they refused to accept discipline. They made their faces harder than rock, and they refused to return.


When they reported to Saul, he sent other agents, and they also began prophesying.  So Saul tried again and sent a third group of agents, and even they began prophesying.


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