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For en sønn forakter sin far, en datter setter sig op imot sin mor, en svigerdatter mot sin svigermor; en manns husfolk er hans fiender.

Tro ikke på nogen som står dig nær, sett ikke lit til nogen venn! For henne som ligger ved din barm, må du vokte din munns dører!

And the witness is this, that God gave unto us eternal life, and this life is in his Son.

For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will, we shall both live, and do this or that.

forat han ikke skal finne eder sovende, når han kommer uforvarende.

Den beste av dem er som en tornebusk, den ærligste verre enn en tornehekk; dine vekteres dag, din hjemsøkelse kommer, da blir de rådville.

Their hands are upon that which is evil to do it diligently; the prince asketh, and the judge `is ready' for a reward; and the great man, he uttereth the evil desire of his soul: thus they weave it together.

He that believeth on the Son of God hath the witness in him: he that believeth not God hath made him a liar; because he hath not believed in the witness that God hath borne concerning his Son.

Og først må evangeliet forkynnes for alle folkeslag.

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.

Med begge hender arbeider de på å få det onde til å synes godt; fyrsten krever, og dommeren er villig mot betaling, og stormannen sier hvad han ønsker, og således forvender de retten.

If we receive the witness of men, the witness of God is greater: for the witness of God is this, that he hath borne witness concerning his Son.

Come now, ye that say, To-day or to-morrow we will go into this city, and spend a year there, and trade, and get gain:

For there are three who bear witness, the Spirit, and the water, and the blood: and the three agree in one.

Men når I hører krig og rykter om krig, da la eder ikke skremme! for det må så skje, men enden er ikke enda.

The godly man is perished out of the earth, and there is none upright among men: they all lie in wait for blood; they hunt every man his brother with a net.

Den fromme er blitt borte fra jorden, og det finnes ikke en ærlig mann blandt menneskene; alle sammen lurer de efter blod, hver mann vil fange sin bror i sitt garn.

Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; my soul desireth the first-ripe fig.

And it is the Spirit that beareth witness, because the Spirit is the truth.

One only' is the lawgiver and judge, even' he who is able to save and to destroy: but who art thou that judgest thy neighbor?