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Psalm 49:17 - English Standard Version 2016

17 For when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not go down after him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: His glory shall not descend after him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 For when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not descend after him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away; His glory shall not descend after him.

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Common English Bible

17 because when they die, they won’t take any of it with them. Their fantastic things won’t accompany them down under.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 Truly, you have hated discipline, and you have cast my sermons behind you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Seeing thou hast hated discipline: and hast cast my words behind thee.

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Psalm 49:17
10 Tagairtí Cros  

And he said, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”


He goes to bed rich, but will do so no more; he opens his eyes, and his wealth is gone.


from men by your hand, O Lord, from men of the world whose portion is in this life. You fill their womb with treasure; they are satisfied with children, and they leave their abundance to their infants.


As he came from his mother’s womb he shall go again, naked as he came, and shall take nothing for his toil that he may carry away in his hand.


What will you do on the day of punishment, in the ruin that will come from afar? To whom will you flee for help, and where will you leave your wealth?


Therefore Sheol has enlarged its appetite and opened its mouth beyond measure, and the nobility of Jerusalem and her multitude will go down, her revelers and he who exults in her.


But God said to him, ‘Fool! This night your soul is required of you, and the things you have prepared, whose will they be?’


And he called out, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the end of his finger in water and cool my tongue, for I am in anguish in this flame.’


It is sown in dishonor; it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power.


for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world.


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