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Luke 16:3 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 And the steward said within himself: What shall I do, because my lord taketh away from me the stewardship? To dig I am not able; to beg I am ashamed.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Then the steward said within himself, What shall I do? for my lord taketh away from me the stewardship: I cannot dig; to beg I am ashamed.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 And the manager of the estate said to himself, What shall I do, seeing that my master is taking the management away from me? I am not able to dig, and I am ashamed to beg.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 And the steward said within himself, What shall I do, seeing that my lord taketh away the stewardship from me? I have not strength to dig; to beg I am ashamed.

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Common English Bible

3 “The household manager said to himself, What will I do now that my master is firing me as his manager? I’m not strong enough to dig and too proud to beg.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 And the steward said within himself: 'What shall I do? For my lord is taking the stewardship away from me. I am not strong enough to dig. I am too ashamed to beg.

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English Standard Version 2016

3 And the manager said to himself, ‘What shall I do, since my master is taking the management away from me? I am not strong enough to dig, and I am ashamed to beg.

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Luke 16:3
26 Tagairtí Cros  

The sluggard willeth and willeth not: but the soul of them that work, shall be made fat.


The way of the slothful is as a hedge of thorns; the way of the just is without offence.


He that is loose and slack in his work, is the brother of him that wasteth his own works.


Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep, and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.


Because of the cold the sluggard would not plough: he shall beg therefore in the summer, and it shall not be given him.


He that nourisheth his servant delicately from his childhood, afterwards shall find him stubborn.


What will you do in the day of visitation, and of the calamity which cometh from afar? To whom will ye flee for help? And where will ye leave your glory?


The prophets prophesied falsehood, and the priests clapped their hands: and my people loved such things. What then shall be done in the end thereof?


What will you do in the solemn day, in the day of the feast of the Lord?


And when evening was come, the lord of the vineyard saith to his steward: Call the labourers and pay them their hire, beginning from the last even to the first.


And they came to Jericho: and as he went out of Jericho, with his disciples, and a very great multitude, Bartimeus the blind man, the son of Timeus, sat by the way side begging.


And he thought within himself, saying: What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?


And he called him, and said to him: How is it that I hear this of thee? give an account of thy stewardship: for now thou canst be steward no longer.


And there was a certain beggar, named Lazarus, who lay at his gate, full of sores,


And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom. And the rich man also died: and he was buried in hell.


I know what I will do, that when I shall be removed from the stewardship, they may receive me into their houses.


And he would not for a long time. But afterwards he said within himself: Although I fear not God, nor regard man,


The neighbours therefore, and they who had seen him before that he was a beggar, said: Is not this he that sat and begged? Some said: This is he.


And a certain man who was lame from his mother's womb, was carried: whom they laid every day at the gate of the temple, which is called Beautiful, that he might ask alms of them that went into the temple.


And he trembling and astonished, said: Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?


For we have heard there are some among you who walk disorderly, working not at all, but curiously meddling.


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