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Proverbs 16:10 - English Standard Version 2016

10 An oracle is on the lips of a king; his mouth does not sin in judgment.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 A divine sentence is in the lips of the king: His mouth transgresseth not in judgment.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 Divinely directed decisions are on the lips of the king; his mouth should not transgress in judgment.

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 A divine sentence is in the lips of the king; His mouth shall not transgress in judgment.

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Common English Bible

10 A king’s speech is like an oracle; in a judgment, one can’t go against his words.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 Foreknowledge is in the lips of the king. His mouth shall not err in judgment.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

10 Divination is in the lips of the king, his mouth shall not err in judgment.

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Proverbs 16:10
17 Tagairtí Cros  

Joseph said to them, “What deed is this that you have done? Do you not know that a man like me can indeed practice divination?”


Is it not from this that my lord drinks, and by this that he practices divination? You have done evil in doing this.’”


For the king will hear and deliver his servant from the hand of the man who would destroy me and my son together from the heritage of God.’


And all Israel heard of the judgment that the king had rendered, and they stood in awe of the king, because they perceived that the wisdom of God was in him to do justice.


But when he was strong, he grew proud, to his destruction. For he was unfaithful to the Lord his God and entered the temple of the Lord to burn incense on the altar of incense.


The King in his might loves justice. You have established equity; you have executed justice and righteousness in Jacob.


By justice a king builds up the land, but he who exacts gifts tears it down.


They utter mere words; with empty oaths they make covenants; so judgment springs up like poisonous weeds in the furrows of the field.


O you who turn justice to wormwood and cast down righteousness to the earth!


Do horses run on rocks? Does one plow there with oxen? But you have turned justice into poison and the fruit of righteousness into wormwood—


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