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Proverbs 19:10 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

10 Delicate living is not appropriate for a fool, much less for a servant to have rule over princes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 Delight is not seemly for a fool; Much less for a servant to have rule over princes.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 Luxury is not fitting for a [self-confident] fool–much less for a slave to rule over princes.

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 Delicate living is not seemly for a fool; Much less for a servant to have rule over princes.

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Common English Bible

10 Luxury isn’t fitting for a fool; even less so for a servant to rule over princes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 Fine things are not fitting for the foolish, nor is it fitting for a servant to rule over princes.

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Proverbs 19:10
17 Tagairtí Cros  

I am this day weak, though anointed king; and these men the sons of Tzeru'yah are too hard for me. May the LORD reward the evil-doer according to his wickedness.*


The couriers went forth in haste by the king's mitzvah, and the decree was given out in the citadel of Susa. The king and Haman sat down to drink; but the city of Shushan was perplexed.


Arrogant speech isn't fitting for a fool, much less do lying lips fit a prince.


Like snow in summer, and as rain in harvest, so honor is not fitting for a fool.


The people will be oppressed, everyone by another, and everyone by his neighbor. The child will behave himself proudly against the old man, and the base against the honorable.


Don't rejoice, Yisra'el, to jubilation like the nations; for you were unfaithful to your God. You love the wages of a prostitute at every grain threshing floor.


*Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, living in luxury every day.


In She'ol, he lifted up his eyes, being in torment, and saw Avraham far off, and El'azar at his bosom.


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


Avigayil came to Naval; and behold, he held a feast in his house, like the feast of a king; and Naval's heart was merry within him, for he was very drunken: therefore she told him nothing, less or more, until the morning light.


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