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Micah 6:15 - Y'all Version Bible

15 You will sow, but won’t reap. You will tread the olives, but won’t anoint yourself with oil; and crush grapes, but won’t drink the wine.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 Thou shalt sow, but thou shalt not reap; thou shalt tread the olives, but thou shalt not anoint thee with oil; and sweet wine, but shalt not drink wine.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 You shall sow but not reap; you shall tread olives but not anoint yourselves with oil, and [you shall extract juice from] the grapes but not drink the wine.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 Thou shalt sow, but shalt not reap; thou shalt tread the olives, but shalt not anoint thee with oil; and the vintage, but shalt not drink the wine.

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Common English Bible

15 You sow, but you don’t gather. You tread down olives, but you don’t anoint with oil; you tread grapes, but don’t drink wine.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

15 You will sow, and not reap. You will tread the olives, and not be anointed with oil, and crush the grapes, and not drink the wine.

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Micah 6:15
14 Tagairtí Cros  

then let me sow, and let another eat. Yes, let the produce of my field be rooted out.


They will sow wheat, and reap thorns. They will exhausted themselves, but profit nothing. Y’all will be ashamed of your* fruits, because of YHWH’s fierce anger.”


then I will do this to y’all: I will appoint terror over y’all, a wasting disease and fever that will consume the eyes and drain the soul. Y’all will sow your* seed in vain, for y’all’s enemies will eat it.


Y’all’s strength will be spent in vain, because y’all’s land won’t give its produce and the trees of the land yield won’t give their fruit.


Therefore, because y’all trample on the poor and take a wheat tax, though y’all have built houses of cut stone, y’all will never dwell in them. Y’all have planted pleasant vineyards, but y’all will not drink their wine.


For even though the fig tree doesn’t flourish, nor fruit be in the vines, the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food, the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,


Their wealth will become a plunder, and their houses a desolation. Yes, they will build houses, but won’t inhabit them. They will plant vineyards, but won’t drink their wine.


Y’all have planted much, but bring in little. Y’all eat, but don’t have enough. Y’all drink, but aren’t not enough to be tipsy. Y’all clothe yourselves, but no one is warm. The one who earns wages puts them into a bag with holes.’


For in this the saying is true, ‘One sows and another reaps.’


They encamped against them, and destroyed the produce of the earth as far as Gaza. They left no sustenance in Israel, and no sheep, ox, or donkey.


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