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Luke 6:25 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

25 Woe to you, you who are full now, for you will be hungry. Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

25 Woe unto you that are full! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

25 Woe to (alas for) you who are full now (completely filled, luxuriously gorged and satiated), for you shall hunger and suffer want! Woe to (alas for) you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep and wail!

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American Standard Version (1901)

25 Woe unto you, ye that are full now! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you, ye that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.

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Common English Bible

25 How terrible for you who have plenty now, because you will be hungry. How terrible for you who laugh now, because you will mourn and weep.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

25 Woe to you who are satisfied, for you will be hungry. Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.

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Luke 6:25
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he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.


Even in laughter the heart may be sorrowful, and mirth may end in heaviness.


lest I be full, deny you, and say, 'Who is the LORD?' or lest I be poor, and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.


I said of laughter, *It is foolishness;* and of mirth, *What does it accomplish?*


Sorrow is better than laughter; for by the sadness of the face the heart is made good.


For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool. This also is vanity.


They also reel with wine, and stagger with strong drink. The Kohen and the prophet reel with strong drink. They are swallowed up by wine. They stagger with strong drink. They err in vision. They stumble in judgment.


Therefore thus says the Lord GOD, Behold, my servants shall eat, but you shall be hungry; behold, my servants shall drink, but you shall be thirsty; behold, my servants shall rejoice, but you shall be disappointed;


They will pass through it, sore distressed and hungry; and it will happen that when they are hungry, they will worry, and curse by their king and by their God. They will turn their faces upward,


One will devour on the right hand, and be hungry; and he will eat on the left hand, and they will not be satisfied. Everyone will eat the flesh of his own arm:


I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into lamentation; and I will make you wear sackcloth on all your bodies, and baldness on every head. I will make it like the mourning for an only son, and the end of it like a bitter day.


For entangled like thorns, and drunken as with their drink, they are consumed utterly like dry stubble.


*But God said to him, 'You foolish one, tonight your soul is required of you. The things which you have prepared--whose will they be?'


There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth, when you see Avraham, Yitzchak, Ya`akov, and all the prophets, in the Kingdom of God, and yourselves being thrown outside.


*But woe to you who are rich! For you have received your consolation.


Woe, when men speak well of you, for their fathers did the same thing to the false prophets.


They were ridiculing him, knowing that she was dead.


nor filthiness, nor foolish talking, nor jesting, which are not appropriate; but rather giving of thanks.


For when they are saying, *Peace and safety,* then sudden destruction will come on them, like birth pains on a pregnant woman; and they will in no way escape.


Lament, mourn, and weep. Let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to gloom.


Because you say, 'I am rich, and have gotten riches, and have need of nothing;' and don't know that you are the wretched one, miserable, poor, blind, and naked;


Those who were full have hired themselves out for bread. Those who were hungry have ceased [to hunger]. Yes, the barren has borne seven. She who has many children languishes.


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