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James 4:14 - English Standard Version 2016

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

14 whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

14 Yet you do not know [the least thing] about what may happen tomorrow. What is the nature of your life? You are [really] but a wisp of vapor (a puff of smoke, a mist) that is visible for a little while and then disappears [into thin air].

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American Standard Version (1901)

14 whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

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Common English Bible

14 You don’t really know about tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for only a short while before it vanishes.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

14 consider that you do not know what will be tomorrow.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

14 Whereas you know not what shall be on the morrow.

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James 4:14
17 Marejeleo ya Msalaba  

But Barzillai said to the king, “How many years have I still to live, that I should go up with the king to Jerusalem?


For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.


Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.


Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah


He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and comes not again.


Remember how short my time is! For what vanity you have created all the children of man!


Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.


Stop regarding man in whose nostrils is breath, for of what account is he?


My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night you bring me to an end;


and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass he will pass away.


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


The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled and sober-minded for the sake of your prayers.


And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever.


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