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1 Peter 1:24 - Modern King James Version

24 For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of men as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls out,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

24 For All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

24 For all flesh (mankind) is like grass, and all its glory (honor) like [the] flower of grass. The grass withers and the flower drops off,

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American Standard Version (1901)

24 For, All flesh is as grass, And all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower falleth:

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Common English Bible

24 Thus, “All human life on the earth is like grass, ” “and all human glory is like a flower in a field. ” “The grass dries up and its flower falls off, ”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

24 For all flesh is like the grass and all its glory is like the flower of the grass. The grass withers and its flower falls away.

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1 Peter 1:24
15 Tagairtí Cros  

And their people were of small power, they were fearful and put to shame. They were like the grass of the field, and the green herb, like the grass on the house-tops, and like grain blasted before it was grown up.


He comes forth like a flower, and withers; he also flees as a shadow, and does not stand.


My heart is stricken, and dried like grass, so that I forget to eat my bread.


As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.


Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which dries up before it grows up,


For they shall soon wither like the grass; and fade as the green herb.


Surely a man walks about like a shadow! Surely they are in an uproar in vain. He heaps up, and does not know who shall gather them.


You carry them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep; in the morning they are like grass which grows up.


When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity blossom, it is that they shall be destroyed forever;


I, I, am He who comforts you. Who are you, that you should fear a man. He shall die, or from the son of man? He shall be made as grass?


Therefore if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much rather clothe you, little-faiths?


who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a vapor, which appears for a little time, and then disappears.


And the world passes away, and the lust of it, but he who does the will of God abides forever.


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