For you, O God, have tested us; you have tried us as silver is tried. | For You, O God, have tested us; You have refined us as silver is refined. |
The tongue of the righteous is choice silver; the mind of the wicked is of little worth. | The tongue of the righteous is choice silver; The heart of the wicked is worth little. |
|
You shall not make gods of silver alongside me, nor shall you make for yourselves gods of gold. | You shall not make anything to be with Me—gods of silver or gods of gold you shall not make for yourselves. |
How much better to get wisdom than gold! To get understanding is to be chosen rather than silver. | How much better to get wisdom than gold! And to get understanding is to be chosen rather than silver. |
A good name is to be chosen rather than great riches, and favor is better than silver or gold. | A good name is to be chosen rather than great riches, Loving favor rather than silver and gold. |
The lover of money will not be satisfied with money; nor the lover of wealth, with gain. This also is vanity. | He who loves silver will not be satisfied with silver; Nor he who loves abundance, with increase. This also is vanity. |
You know that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your ancestors, not with perishable things like silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without defect or blemish. | Knowing that you were not redeemed with corruptible things, like silver or gold, from your aimless conduct received by tradition from your fathers, but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot. |
For the customs of the peoples are false: a tree from the forest is cut down, and worked with an ax by the hands of an artisan; people deck it with silver and gold; they fasten it with hammer and nails so that it cannot move. Their idols are like scarecrows in a cucumber field, and they cannot speak; they have to be carried, for they cannot walk. Do not be afraid of them, for they cannot do evil, nor is it in them to do good. | For the customs of the peoples are futile; For one cuts a tree from the forest, The work of the hands of the workman, with the ax. They decorate it with silver and gold; They fasten it with nails and hammers So that it will not topple. They are upright, like a palm tree, And they cannot speak; They must be carried, Because they cannot go by themselves. Do not be afraid of them, For they cannot do evil, Nor can they do any good. |