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Ecclesiastes 2:6 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

6 I made myself pools of water, to water from it the forest where trees were reared.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees:

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I made for myself pools of water from which to water the forest and make the trees bud.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

6 I made me pools of water, to water therefrom the forest where trees were reared;

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

6 I made reservoirs for myself to water my lush groves.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

6 And I dug out fishponds of water, so that I might irrigate the forest of growing trees.

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Ecclesiastes 2:6
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Then I went on to the spring gate and to the king's pool: but there was no place for the animal that was under me to pass.


and a letter to Asaf the keeper of the king's forest, that he may give me timber to make beams for the gates of the castle which appertains to the house, and for the wall of the city, and for the house that I shall enter into. The king granted me, according to the good hand of my God on me.


The spring gate repaired Shallun the son of Kolchozeh, the ruler of the district of Mitzpah; he built it, and covered it, and set up the doors of it, the bolts of it, and the bars of it, and the wall of the pool of Shelach by the king's garden, even to the stairs that go down from the city of David.


After him repaired Nechemyah the son of Azbuk, the ruler of half the district of Beit-Tzur, to the place over against the tombs of David, and to the pool that was made, and to the house of the mighty men.


He will be like a tree planted by the streams of water, that brings forth its fruit in its season, whose leaf also does not wither. Whatever he does shall prosper.


Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Cheshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Levanon which looks toward Damascus.


For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, who spreads out its roots by the river, and shall not fear when heat comes, but its leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.


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