Matthew 20:13 - New Revised Standard Version

¹³ But he replied to one of them, ‘Friend, I am doing you no wrong; did you not agree with me for the usual daily wage?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹³ But he answered one of them, and said, Friend, I do thee no wrong: didst not thou agree with me for a penny?

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹³ But he answered one of them, Friend, I am doing you no injustice. Did you not agree with me for a denarius?

American Standard Version (1901)

¹³ But he answered and said to one of them, Friend, I do thee no wrong: didst not thou agree with me for a shilling?

Common English Bible

¹³ “But he replied to one of them, ‘Friend, I did you no wrong. Didn’t I agree to pay you a denarion?

Catholic Public Domain Version

¹³ But responding to one of them, he said: 'Friend, I caused you no injury. Did you not agree with me to one denarius?

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

¹³ But he answering said to one of them: Friend, I do thee no wrong: didst thou not agree with me for a penny?

Matthew 20:13 Tagairtí Cros

Genesis 18:25

Far be it from you to do such a thing, to slay the righteous with the wicked, so that the righteous fare as the wicked! Far be that from you! Shall not the Judge of all the earth do what is just?”

Job 35:2

“Do you think this to be just? You say, ‘I am in the right before God.’

Job 40:8

Will you even put me in the wrong? Will you condemn me that you may be justified?

Matthew 20:14

Take what belongs to you and go; I choose to give to this last the same as I give to you.

Matthew 20:2

After agreeing with the laborers for the usual daily wage, he sent them into his vineyard.

Matthew 22:12

and he said to him, ‘Friend, how did you get in here without a wedding robe?’ And he was speechless.

Matthew 26:50

Jesus said to him, “Friend, do what you are here to do.” Then they came and laid hands on Jesus and arrested him.

Romans 9:20

But who indeed are you, a human being, to argue with God? Will what is molded say to the one who molds it, “Why have you made me like this?”