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Psalm 49:17 - Catholic Public Domain Version

17 Truly, you have hated discipline, and you have cast my sermons behind you.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: His glory shall not descend after him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 For when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not descend after him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away; His glory shall not descend after him.

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Common English Bible

17 because when they die, they won’t take any of it with them. Their fantastic things won’t accompany them down under.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

17 Seeing thou hast hated discipline: and hast cast my words behind thee.

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English Standard Version 2016

17 For when he dies he will carry nothing away; his glory will not go down after him.

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Psalm 49:17
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and he said, "Naked I departed from my mother's womb, and naked I shall return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away. Just as it pleased the Lord, so has it been done. Blessed be the name of the Lord."


When he falls asleep, the rich man will leave him with nothing; he will open his eyes and find nothing.


And the Lord thundered from heaven, and the Most High uttered his voice: hail and coals of fire.


It is an utterly miserable infirmity that, in the same manner as he has arrived, so shall he return. How then does it benefit him, since he has labored for the wind?


What will you do on the day of visitation and calamity which is approaching from afar? To whom will you flee for assistance? And where will you leave behind your own glory,


For this reason, Hell has expanded its soul, and has opened its mouth without any limits. And their strong ones, and their people, and their exalted and glorious ones will descend into it.


But God said to him: 'Foolish one, this very night they require your soul of you. To whom, then, will those things belong, which you have prepared?'


And crying out, he said: 'Father Abraham, take pity on me and send Lazarus, so that he may dip the tip of his finger in water to refresh my tongue. For I am tortured in this fire.'


What is sown in dishonor shall rise to glory. What is sown in weakness shall rise to power.


For we brought nothing into this world, and there is no doubt that we can take nothing away.


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