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Ecclesiastes 2:6 - Y'all Version Bible

6 I made myself pools of water, to water the forest where trees were grown.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I made for myself pools of water from which to water the forest and make the trees bud.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 I made me pools of water, to water therefrom the forest where trees were reared;

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Common English Bible

6 I made reservoirs for myself to water my lush groves.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 And I dug out fishponds of water, so that I might irrigate the forest of growing trees.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 And I made me ponds of water, to water therewith the wood of the young trees,

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Ecclesiastes 2:6
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Then I went on to the spring gate and to the king’s pool, but there was no place for the animal that was under me to pass.


and a letter to Asaph the keeper of the king’s forest, that he may give me timber to make beams for the gates of the citadel by the temple, for the wall of the city, and for the house that I will occupy.” The king granted my requests, because of the good hand of my God on me.


Shallun the son of Colhozeh, the ruler of the district of Mizpah, repaired the spring gate. He built it, covered it, and set up its doors, its bolts, and its bars; and he repaired the wall of the pool of Shelah by the king’s garden, even to the stairs that go down from David’s city.


After him, Nehemiah the son of Azbuk, the ruler of half the district of Beth Zur, made repairs to the place opposite the tombs of David, and to the pool that was made, and to the house of the mighty men.


That person will be like a tree planted by streams of water, that produces its fruit in season, and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever they do prospers.


Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.


For they will be like a tree planted by the waters, that spreads out its roots by the river. It does not fear when heat comes, but its leaf will be green, and will not be concerned in the year of drought. It won’t stop bearing fruit.


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