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Luke 12:17 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

17 And he calculated in himself, saying, What shall I do, for I have not where I shall collect together my fruits?

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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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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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Luke 12:17
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Thou shalt give a portion to seven, and also to eight; for thou shalt not know what shall be evil upon the earth.


Is it not to break thy bread to the hungry, and thou shalt bring the wandering poor to thy house? when thou shalt see the naked and cover him; and thou shalt not hide from thy flesh.


And they reasoned among themselves, saying, Because we took no loaves.


To him asking thee, give thou, and him wishing to borrow from thee, thou shouldst not turn away.


And, behold, a certain skilled in the law stood up, tempting him, and saying, Teacher, what having done shall I inherit eternal life


But of the things being, give alms; and, behold, all things are clean to you.


And he spake a parable to them, saying, The farm of a certain rich man bore well:


And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my stores, and build greater; and there will I collect all my produce and my good things.


And he said to his disciples, Therefore I say to you, Have no anxiety for your soul, what ye eat; nor for the body what ye put on.


And ye, seek ye not what ye eat, or what ye drink, and keep not in anxiety.


Sell your possessions, and give alms; make to yourselves purses not growing old, an inexhaustible treasure in the heavens, where the thief approaches not, nor moth corrupts.


And the steward said in himself, What shall I do? for my lord takes away the stewardship from me: I cannot dig; I am ashamed to beg.


And I say to you, Make to yourselves friends of the mammon of injustice; that, when ye fail, they might receive you into lasting tents.


And Jesus having heard these, said to him, Yet one thing fails thee: all whatever thou hast, sell and distribute to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven: and come, follow me.


And he said to him, Well, good servant: because thou west faithful in the least, be thou having power over ten cities.


And he having answered, says to them, He having two coats, let him impart to him having none; and he having food, let him do likewise.


And bringing them out, he said, Lords, what must I do that I might be saved


And having heard, they were pricked in heart, and said to Peter and the rest of the sent, What shall we do, men, brethren?


Participating in the necessities of the holy ones; pursuing hospitality.


To the rich now in this life, proclaim not to be highminded, nor to be hoping upon the uncertainty of riches, but in the living God, offering us all things richly for profit;


In this have we known love, for he set his soul for us: and we ought to set the souls for the brethren.


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