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Luke 6:25 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

25 Woe to you having been filled for ye shall hunger. Woe to you laughing now! for ye shall grieve 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

25 Woe to you that are filled: for you shall hunger. Woe to you that now laugh: for you shall mourn and weep.

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Luke 6:25
33 Tagairtí Cros  

It shall go even to the generation of his fathers; even forever they shall not see light


Also in laughter the heart shall have pain, and its latter state of joy, grief.


Lest I shall be filled and I spake lies, and said, Who is Jehovah? and lest I shall be dispossessed and I stole, and I laid hold upon the name of God.


To laughter I said, It is mad: and to gladness, What did this?


Good is grief above laughter: for in the illness of the face the heart shall be good.


For as the voice of thorns under the pot, so the laughter of the foolish one. Also this is vanity.


And these also went astray by wine, and by strong drink they erred; the priest and the prophet went astray by strong drink, they were swallowed up from wine, they erred from strong drink, they went astray in seeing, they wavered in judgment.


For this, thus said the Lord Jehovah, Behold, my servants shall eat and ye shall be hungry: behold, my servants shall drink and ye shall thirst: behold, my servants shall rejoice, and ye shall be ashamed.


And passing through it, harshly oppressed and hungry; and it was when he shall be hungry, and they brake forth and cursed against their king and their God, and looked upwards.


And he shall cut upon the right hand, and hungering; and he shall eat upon the left, and they were not satisfied: they shall eat a man the flesh of his arm.


And turned your festivals into mourning, and all your songs to lamentation; and I brought up sackcloth upon all loins, and upon every head, baldness; and I set it as the mourning of an only one, and its last part as a day of bitterness.


For even to thorns surrounding them, and drinking to excess as drunkards, they shall be devoured as straw fully dried up.


And God said to him, O foolish one, this night they require thy soul from thee: and what thou hast prepared, to whom shall it be?


Weeping shall be there and gnashing of teeth, when ye see Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, and all the prophets, in the kingdom of God, and you cast without.


But woe to you rich for ye take away your consolation.


Woe to you when all men speak well of you! for according to these did their fathers to the false prophets.


And they derided him, knowing that she was dead.


And obscenity, and silly discourse, or wit, which things concern not; but rather thankfulness.


For when they say, Peace and security; then sudden ruin is upon them, as anguish in her with child; and they may not escape.


Toil, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and joy to dejection.


For thou sayest, That I am rich, and have abounded, and have need of nothing; and thou knowest not that thou art wretched, and pitiable, and poor, and blind, and naked;


And those filled with bread hired themselves out; and they hungering, ceased till the barren shall bring forth seven; and she multiplying sons languished.


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