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Luke 12:17 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

17 He reasoned within himself, saying, 'What will I do, because I don't have room to store my crops?'

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 and he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 And he considered and debated within himself, What shall I do? I have no place [in which] to gather together my harvest.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 and he reasoned within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have not where to bestow my fruits?

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Common English Bible

17 He said to himself, What will I do? I have no place to store my harvest!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 And he thought within himself, saying: 'What should I do? For I have nowhere to gather together my crops.'

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Luke 12:17
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Give a portion to seven, yes, even to eight; for you don't know what evil will be on the earth.


Isn't it to deal your bread to the hungry, and that you bring the poor who are cast out to your house? when you see the naked, that you cover him; and that you not hide yourself from your own flesh?


They reasoned among themselves, saying, *We brought no bread.*


Give to him who asks you, and don't turn away him who desires to borrow from you.


Behold, a certain Torah scholar stood up and tested him, saying, *Rabbi, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?*


But give for gifts to the needy those things which are within, and behold, all things will be clean to you.


He spoke a parable to them, saying, *The ground of a certain rich man brought forth abundantly.


He said, 'This is what I will do. I will pull down my barns, and build bigger ones, and there I will store all my grain and my goods.


He said to his talmidim, *Therefore I tell you, don't be anxious for your life, what you will eat, nor yet for your body, what you will wear.


Don't seek what you will eat or what you will drink; neither be anxious.


Sell that which you have, and give gifts to the needy. Make for yourselves purses which don't grow old, a treasure in the heavens that doesn't fail, where no thief approaches, neither moth destroys.


*The manager said within himself, 'What will I do, seeing that my lord is taking away the management position from me? I don't have strength to dig. I am ashamed to beg.


I tell you, make for yourselves friends by means of unrighteous mammon, so that when you fail, they may receive you into the eternal tents.


When Yeshua heard these things, he said to him, *You still lack one thing. Sell all that you have, and distribute it to the poor. You will have treasure in heaven. Come, follow me.*


*He said to him, 'Well done, you good servant! Because you were found faithful with very little, you shall have authority over ten cities.'


He answered them, *He who has two coats, let him give to him who has none. He who has food, let him do likewise.*


and brought them out and said, *Sirs, what must I do to be saved?*


Now when they heard this, they were cut to the heart, and said to Kefa and the rest of the emissaries, *Brothers, what shall we do?*


contributing to the needs of the holy ones; given to hospitality.


Charge those who are rich in this present world that they not be haughty, nor have their hope set on the uncertainty of riches, but on the living God, who richly provides us with everything to enjoy;


By this we know love, because he laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers.


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