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Ecclesiastes 2:6 - King James 2000

6 I made myself pools of water, with which to water the forest that brings forth trees:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I made for myself pools of water from which to water the forest and make the trees bud.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 I made me pools of water, to water therefrom the forest where trees were reared;

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Common English Bible

6 I made reservoirs for myself to water my lush groves.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 And I dug out fishponds of water, so that I might irrigate the forest of growing trees.

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Ecclesiastes 2:6
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Then I went on to the gate of the fountain, and to the king’s pool: but there was no place for the animal that was under me to pass.


And a letter unto Asaph the keeper of the king’s forest, that he may give me timber to make beams for the gates of the fortress which pertains to the house, and for the wall of the city, and for the temple that I shall enter into. And the king so granted me, according to the good hand of my God upon me.


But the gate of the fountain repaired Shallun the son of Col-hozeh, the ruler of the district of Mizpah; he built it, and covered it, and set up the doors thereof, the locks thereof, and the bars thereof, and the wall of the pool of Shelah by the king’s garden, and unto the stairs that go down from the city of David.


After him repaired Nehemiah the son of Azbuk, the ruler of the half district of Beth-zur, unto the place opposite the sepulchers of David, and to the pool that was man made, and unto the house of the mighty men.


And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that brings forth its fruit in its season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he does shall prosper.


Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the pools of Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.


For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreads out its roots by the river, and shall not fear when the heat comes, but its leaf shall be green; and shall not be anxious in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.


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