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Job 27:16 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare raiment as the clay;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up clothing like clay,

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare raiment as the clay;

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Common English Bible

16 If they store up silver like dust, amass clothing like clay,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 If he will amass silver as if it were dirt and fabricate garments as if they were clay,

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Job 27:16
15 Tagairtí Cros  

The king made silver to be in Yerushalayim as stones, and cedars made he to be as the sycamore trees that are in the lowland, for abundance.


On that day, King Achashverosh gave the house of Haman, the Jews' enemy, to Ester the queen. Mordekhai came before the king; for Ester had told what he was to her.


He shall not be rich, neither shall his substance continue, neither shall their possessions be extended on the earth.


His children shall seek the favor of the poor. His hands shall give back his wealth.


Lay your treasure in the dust, the gold of Ofir 1 among the stones of the brooks.


Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.


he may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.


or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:


A good man leaves an inheritance to his children's children, but the wealth of the sinner is stored for the righteous.


For to the man who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge, and joy; but to the sinner he gives travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him who pleases God. This also is vanity and a chasing after wind.


Won't all these take up a parable against him, and a taunting proverb against him, and say, 'Woe to him who increases that which is not his, and who enriches himself by extortion! How long?'


Wail, you inhabitants of Makhtesh, for all the people of Kena`an are undone! All those who were loaded with silver are cut off.


Tzor built herself a stronghold, and heaped up silver like the dust, and fine gold like the mire of the streets.


*Don't lay up treasures for yourselves on the earth, where moth and rust consume, and where thieves break through and steal;


Your riches are corrupted and your garments are moth-eaten.


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