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Proverbs 6:11 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

11 And thy poverty came as he going, and thy want as a man of the shield.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, And thy want as an armed man.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 So will your poverty come like a robber or one who travels [with slowly but surely approaching steps] and your want like an armed man [making you helpless]. [Prov. 10:4; 13:4; 20:4.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 So shall thy poverty come as a robber, And thy want as an armed man.

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Common English Bible

11 and poverty will come on you like a prowler, destitution like a warrior.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 and then destitution will meet with you, like a traveler, and poverty, like an armed man. Yet truly, if you would be diligent, then your harvest will arrive like a fountain, and destitution will flee far from you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 And want shall come upon thee, as a traveller, and poverty as a man armed. But if thou be diligent, thy harvest shall come as a fountain, and want shall flee far from thee.

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Proverbs 6:11
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A slothful hand makes poverty, and the hand of the active will make rich.


The soul of the slothful one desiring, and nothing: and the soul of the active shall be made fat


Sloth will cast a deep sleep; and the soul of sloth shall hunger.


Thou shalt not love sleep lest thou shalt be dispossessed: open wide thine eyes, being filled with bread.


The slothful one reproaching will not work: he shall ask in harvest, and nothing.


For the drunkard and the squanderer shall be dispossessed: and slumber shall clothe with rags.


A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down:


And thy poverty came going about, and thy want as a man of shield.


The foolish one folded his hands together, and ate his flesh.


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