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Mark 4:29 - New International Version (Anglicised)

29 As soon as the corn is ripe, he puts the sickle to it, because the harvest has come.’

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

29 But when the fruit is brought forth, immediately he putteth in the sickle, because the harvest is come.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

29 But when the grain is ripe and permits, immediately he sends forth [the reapers] and puts in the sickle, because the harvest stands ready.

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American Standard Version (1901)

29 But when the fruit is ripe, straightway he putteth forth the sickle, because the harvest is come.

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Common English Bible

29 Whenever the crop is ready, the farmer goes out to cut the grain because it’s harvesttime.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

29 And when the fruit has been produced, immediately he sends out the sickle, because the harvest has arrived."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

29 And when the fruit is brought forth, immediately he putteth in the sickle, because the harvest is come.

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Mark 4:29
9 Tagairtí Cros  

You will come to the grave in full vigour, like sheaves gathered in season.


Swing the sickle, for the harvest is ripe. Come, trample the grapes, for the winepress is full and the vats overflow – so great is their wickedness!’


Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: first collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn.” ’


All by itself the soil produces corn – first the stalk, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear.


Still another angel, who had charge of the fire, came from the altar and called in a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle, ‘Take your sharp sickle and gather the clusters of grapes from the earth’s vine, because its grapes are ripe.’


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