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Psalm 1:4 - English Standard Version 2016

4 The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Not so the wicked, not so: but like the dust, which the wind driveth from the face of the earth.

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Psalm 1:4
9 Tagairtí Cros  

That they are like straw before the wind, and like chaff that the storm carries away?


Such are the paths of all who forget God; the hope of the godless shall perish.


Let them be like chaff before the wind, with the angel of the Lord driving them away!


But he passed away, and behold, he was no more; though I sought him, he could not be found.


The nations roar like the roaring of many waters, but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far away, chased like chaff on the mountains before the wind and whirling dust before the storm.


But the multitude of your foreign foes shall be like small dust, and the multitude of the ruthless like passing chaff. And in an instant, suddenly,


I will scatter you like chaff driven by the wind from the desert.


Therefore they shall be like the morning mist or like the dew that goes early away, like the chaff that swirls from the threshing floor or like smoke from a window.


His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will clear his threshing floor and gather his wheat into the barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.”


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