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Proverbs 22:8 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

8 He who sows wickedness reaps trouble, and the rod of his fury will be destroyed.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 He that soweth iniquity shall reap vanity: And the rod of his anger shall fail.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 He who sows iniquity will reap calamity and futility, and the rod of his wrath [with which he smites others] will fail.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 He that soweth iniquity shall reap calamity; And the rod of his wrath shall fail.

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Common English Bible

8 Those who sow injustice will harvest evil; the rod of their fury will come to an end.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Whoever sows iniquity will reap evils, and by the rod of his own wrath he will be consumed.

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Proverbs 22:8
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According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity, and sow trouble, reap the same.


For the scepter of wickedness won't remain over the allotment of the righteous; so that the righteous won't use their hands to do evil.


Therefore they will eat of the fruit of their own way, and be filled with their own schemes.


The fool's talk brings a rod to his back, but the lips of the wise protect them.


For yet a very little while, and the indignation against you will be accomplished, and my anger will be directed to his destruction.*


Alas Ashur, the rod of my anger, the staff in whose hand is my indignation!


Don't rejoice, O Peleshet, all of you, because the rod that struck you is broken; for out of the serpent's root an adder will emerge, and his fruit will be a fiery flying serpent.


For through the voice of the LORD the Ashur will be dismayed. He will strike him with his rod.


For the yoke of his burden, and the staff of his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, you have broken as in the day of Midyan.


You have plowed wickedness. You have reaped iniquity. You have eaten the fruit of lies, for you trusted in your way, in the multitude of your mighty men.


For they sow the wind, and they will reap the whirlwind. He has no standing grain. The stalk will yield no head. If it does yield, strangers will swallow it up.


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