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Proverbs 17:6 - New Revised Standard Version

6 Grandchildren are the crown of the aged, and the glory of children is their parents.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Children's children are the crown of old men; And the glory of children are their fathers.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 Children's children are the crown of old men, and the glory of children is their fathers. [Ps. 127:3; 128:3.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 Children’s children are the crown of old men; And the glory of children are their fathers.

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Common English Bible

6 Grandchildren are the crown of the elderly, and the glory of children is their parents.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Sons of sons are the crown of old age. And the glory of sons is their fathers.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Children's children are the crown of old men: and the glory of children are their fathers.

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Proverbs 17:6
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Israel said to Joseph, “I did not expect to see your face; and here God has let me see your children also.”


Joseph saw Ephraim's children of the third generation; the children of Machir son of Manasseh were also born on Joseph's knees.


Yet for the sake of your father David I will not do it in your lifetime; I will tear it out of the hand of your son.


Nevertheless for David's sake the Lord his God gave him a lamp in Jerusalem, setting up his son after him, and establishing Jerusalem;


Honor your father and your mother, so that your days may be long in the land that the Lord your God is giving you.


The good leave an inheritance to their children's children, but the sinner's wealth is laid up for the righteous.


Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life.


A son honors his father, and servants their master. If then I am a father, where is the honor due me? And if I am a master, where is the respect due me? says the Lord of hosts to you, O priests, who despise my name. You say, “How have we despised your name?”


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