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Luke 12:17 - Wesley's New Testament 1755

17 saying, The ground of a certain rich man brought forth plentifully. And he reasoned in himself, saying, What shall I do?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 and he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 And he considered and debated within himself, What shall I do? I have no place [in which] to gather together my harvest.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 and he reasoned within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have not where to bestow my fruits?

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Common English Bible

17 He said to himself, What will I do? I have no place to store my harvest!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 And he thought within himself, saying: 'What should I do? For I have nowhere to gather together my crops.'

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Luke 12:17
23 Tagairtí Cros  

And they reasoned among themselves, saying, We have taken no bread.


Give to him that asketh thee, and him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.


And behold, a certain scribe stood up, and trying him, said, Master, what shall I do, to inherit eternal life?


But give what is in them in alms, and behold all things are clean to you.


And he spake a parable to them,


For I have no room where to stow my fruits. And he said, This I will do: I will pull down my barns and build greater; and there will I stow all my fruits and my goods.


And he said to his disciples, Therefore I say to you, Take no thought for your life what ye shall eat, neither for the body what ye shall put on.


And seek not ye, what ye shall eat or what ye shall drink, neither be ye of a doubtful mind.


Sell what ye have and give alms: provide yourselves purses which wax not old, a treasure in the heavens that faileth not, where no thief approacheth, neither moth corrupteth.


And the steward said in himself, What shall I do? For my lord taketh away the stewardship from me. I cannot dig, to beg I am ashamed.


And I say to you, Make to yourselves friends of the mammon of unrighteousness, that, when ye fail, they may receive you into everlasting habitations.


Sell all that thou hast, and distribute to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.


And he said to him, Well done, good servant; because thou hast been faithful in a very little, be thou governor over ten cities.


He that hath two coats, let him impart to him that hath none; and he that hath meat, let him do likewise.


And having brought them out he said, Sirs, what must I do to be saved?


And hearing this, they were pierced to the heart, and said to Peter and the rest of the apostles, Brethren, what shall we do?


Communicate to the necessities of the saints, pursue hospitality, Bless them who persecute you;


Charge the rich in this world not to be high-minded, neither to trust in uncertain riches, but in the living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy:


Hereby perceive we the love of God, because he laid down his life for us: and we ought to lay down our lives for the brethren.


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