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Proverbs 16:10 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

10 Inspired judgments are on the lips of the king. He shall not betray his mouth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 A divine sentence is in the lips of the king: His mouth transgresseth not in judgment.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 Divinely directed decisions are on the lips of the king; his mouth should not transgress in judgment.

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 A divine sentence is in the lips of the king; His mouth shall not transgress in judgment.

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Common English Bible

10 A king’s speech is like an oracle; in a judgment, one can’t go against his words.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 Foreknowledge is in the lips of the king. His mouth shall not err in judgment.

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Proverbs 16:10
17 Tagairtí Cros  

Yosef said to them, *What deed is this that you have done? Don't you know that such a man as I can indeed divine?*


Isn't this that from which my lord drinks, and by which he indeed divines? You have done evil in so doing.'*


For the king will hear, to deliver his servant out of the hand of the man who would destroy me and my son together out of the inheritance of God.


All Yisra'el heard of the judgment which the king had judged; and they feared the king: for they saw that the wisdom of God was in him, to do justice.


But when he was strong, his heart was lifted up, so that he did corruptly, and he trespassed against the LORD his God; for he went into the temple of the LORD to burn incense on the altar of incense.


The King's strength also loves justice. You do establish equity. You execute justice and righteousness in Ya`akov.


The king by justice makes the land stable, but he who takes bribes tears it down.


They make promises, swearing falsely in making covenants. Therefore judgment springs up like poisonous weeds in the furrows of the field.


You who turn justice to wormwood, and cast down righteousness to the earth:


Do horses run on the rocky crags? Does one plow there with oxen? But you have turned justice into poison, and the fruit of righteousness into bitterness;


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