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Genesis 49:6 - Modern English Version

6 Let my soul not enter into their council; let my glory not be united with their assembly; for in their anger they killed men and in their self-will they hamstrung oxen.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 O my soul, come not thou into their secret; Unto their assembly, mine honour, be not thou united: For in their anger they slew a man, And in their selfwill they digged down a wall.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 O my soul, come not into their secret council; unto their assembly let not my honor be united [for I knew nothing of their plot], because in their anger they slew men [an honored man, Shechem, and the Shechemites], and in their self-will they disabled oxen.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 O my soul, come not thou into their council; Unto their assembly, my glory, be not thou united; For in their anger they slew a man, And in their self-will they hocked an ox.

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Common English Bible

6 May I myself never enter their council. May my honor never be linked to their group; for when they were angry, they killed men, and whenever they wished, they maimed oxen.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Let not my soul go by their counsel, nor my glory be within their meeting. For in their fury they killed a man, and in their self-will they undermined a wall.

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Genesis 49:6
29 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Jacob said to Simeon and Levi, “You have brought trouble on me by making me revolting among the inhabitants of the land, among the Canaanites and the Perizzites. Our being few in number, they will gather themselves together against me and slay me, and I will be destroyed, both I and my household.”


David seized from him one thousand seven hundred horsemen and twenty thousand foot soldiers, and David hamstrung all of the chariot horses, save those for a hundred chariots.


David captured from him one thousand chariots, seven thousand horsemen, and twenty thousand infantrymen. Then David hamstrung all the chariot horses except for the one hundred he spared.


Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, or stand in the path of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers;


Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name!


Oh, that You would slay the wicked, O God! Depart from me, O bloodthirsty men!


Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices; my flesh also will rest secure.


Do not gather my soul with sinners, nor my life with murderers,


Do not take me away with the wicked and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace with their neighbors while mischief is in their hearts.


so that my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent. O  Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him for the help of His presence.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God.


Declare them guilty, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against You.


Awake, my glory! Awake, psaltery and harp! I will awaken the dawn.


Hide me from the secret schemes of the wicked, from the turmoil of the workers of iniquity,


If they say, “Come with us, let us lie in wait for blood, let us lurk secretly for the innocent without cause;


The thoughts of the righteous are just, but the counsels of the wicked are deceitful.


I did not sit in the assembly of mockers, nor did I rejoice; I sat alone because of Your hand, for You have filled me with indignation.


My soul, my soul! I am pained at my very heart. My heart makes a noise in me. I cannot hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


And I will say to my soul, Soul, you have many goods laid up for many years. Take rest. Eat, drink, and be merry.’


Do not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what fellowship has righteousness with unrighteousness? What communion has light with darkness?


“Cursed is he who strikes down his neighbor secretly.” And all the people shall say, “Amen.”


Joshua did to them as the Lord had said. He hamstrung their horses and burned their chariots with fire.


The torrent of Kishon swept them away, that ancient torrent, the torrent of Kishon. My soul, march on in strength!


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