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Proverbs 12:12 - King James 2000

12 The wicked desires the net of evil men: but the root of the righteous yields fruit.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 The wicked desireth the net of evil men: But the root of the righteous yieldeth fruit.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 The wicked desire the booty of evil men, but the root of the [uncompromisingly] righteous yields [richer fruitage].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 The wicked desireth the net of evil men; But the root of the righteous yieldeth fruit.

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Common English Bible

12 Desiring evil is a trap for the wicked, but the root of the righteous endures.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 The desire of the impious is the fortification of what is most wicked. But the root of the just shall prosper.

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Proverbs 12:12
18 Tagairtí Cros  

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.


He lies in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lies in wait to catch the poor: he does catch the poor, when he draws him into his net.


The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.


The rich man's wealth is his strong city: the ruin of the poor is their poverty.


The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life; and he that wins souls is wise.


The soul of the wicked desires evil: his neighbor finds no favor in his eyes.


He shall cause them that come from Jacob to take root: Israel shall blossom and bud, and fill the face of the world with fruit.


And the remnant that have escaped of the house of Judah shall again take root downward, and bear fruit upward:


The godly man has perished out of the earth: and there is none upright among men: they all lie in wait for blood; they hunt every man his brother with a net.


You have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that you should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever you shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it to you.


I am the vine, you are the branches: He that abides in me, and I in him, the same brings forth much fruit: for without me you can do nothing.


But now being made free from sin, and become servants to God, you have your fruit unto holiness, and the end everlasting life.


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