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Psalm 39:6 - New Revised Standard Version

6 Surely everyone goes about like a shadow. Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; they heap up, and do not know who will gather.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 Surely every man walks to and fro–like a shadow in a pantomime; surely for futility and emptiness he is in turmoil; each one heaps up riches, not knowing who will gather them. [I Cor. 7:31; James 4:14.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

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Common English Bible

6 Yes, people wander around like shadows; yes, they hustle and bustle, but pointlessly; they don’t even know who will get the wealth they’ve amassed.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 You have accomplished your many wonders, O Lord my God, and there is no one similar to you in your thoughts. I have announced and I have spoken: they are multiplied beyond number.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God: and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.

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Psalm 39:6
31 Tagairtí Cros  

“A mortal, born of woman, few of days and full of trouble,


I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone, for my days are a breath.


“Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good.


It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives sleep to his beloved.


They are like a breath; their days are like a passing shadow.


Who can live and never see death? Who can escape the power of Sheol? Selah


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


When your eyes light upon it, it is gone; for suddenly it takes wings to itself, flying like an eagle toward heaven.


for riches do not last forever, nor a crown for all generations.


I saw all the deeds that are done under the sun; and see, all is vanity and a chasing after wind.


Banish anxiety from your mind, and put away pain from your body; for youth and the dawn of life are vanity.


The end of the matter; all has been heard. Fear God, and keep his commandments; for that is the whole duty of everyone.


Vanity of vanities, says the Teacher; all is vanity.


For to the one who pleases him God gives wisdom and knowledge and joy; but to the sinner he gives the work of gathering and heaping, only to give to one who pleases God. This also is vanity and a chasing after wind.


I also gathered for myself silver and gold and the treasure of kings and of the provinces; I got singers, both men and women, and delights of the flesh, and many concubines.


and those riches were lost in a bad venture; though they are parents of children, they have nothing in their hands.


Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which does not satisfy? Listen carefully to me, and eat what is good, and delight yourselves in rich food.


If then you are not able to do so small a thing as that, why do you worry about the rest?


And do not keep striving for what you are to eat and what you are to drink, and do not keep worrying.


and those who deal with the world as though they had no dealings with it. For the present form of this world is passing away.


Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.


Your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will be evidence against you, and it will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up treasure for the last days.


For “All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,


Cast all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you.


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