A good name is better than precious ointment, And the day of death than the day of one’s birth;

名誉强如美好的膏油；人死的日子胜过人生的日子。

名誉强如美好的膏油，人死去的日子胜过他出生的日子。

名誉强如美好的膏油，人死去的日子胜过他出生的日子。

美好的名声胜过珍贵的膏油，人死之日胜过出生之时。

美名优于美好的膏油，死亡的日子胜过诞生的日子。

美好的名声胜过美好的膏油，死亡的日子胜过出生的日子。

名譽強如美好的膏油；人死的日子勝過人生的日子。

名譽強如美好的膏油，人死去的日子勝過他出生的日子。

名譽強如美好的膏油，人死去的日子勝過他出生的日子。

美好的名聲勝過珍貴的膏油，人死之日勝過出生之時。

美名優於美好的膏油，死亡的日子勝過誕生的日子。

好名譽強於好膏油；死的日子勝過生的日子。

美好的名聲勝過美好的膏油，死亡的日子勝過出生的日子。

令名愈於寶膏、死日愈於生日、

芬芳之品、不如令聞、初生之時、不如死日。

美名愈於實膏、死日愈於生日、

A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of death better than the day of birth.

A good name is better than fine perfume. People can learn more from mourning when someone dies than from being happy when someone is born.

A good name is better than precious ointment, and the day of death than the day of birth.

A good reputation is more valuable than costly perfume. And the day you die is better than the day you are born.

A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.

A good name is better than good oil, And the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.

A good name is better than precious oil; and the day of death, than the day of one’s birth.

A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of one’s death than the day of one’s birth.

A good name[ is] better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one’s birth.

A good reputation is better than precious perfume; likewise, the day of one’s death is better than the day of one’s birth.

A good name is better than fine perfume; and the day of death better than the day of one’s birth.

A good name is to be chosen rather than great riches, Loving favor rather than silver and gold.

Then I heard a voice from heaven saying to me,“ Write:‘ Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.’”“ Yes,” says the Spirit,“ that they may rest from their labors, and their works follow them.”

Therefore I praised the dead who were already dead, More than the living who are still alive.

For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.But if I live on in the flesh, this will mean fruit from my labor; yet what I shall choose I cannot tell.For I am hard-pressed between the two, having a desire to depart and be with Christ, which is far better.

We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.

Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, Your name is ointment poured forth; Therefore the virgins love you.

Ointment and perfume delight the heart, And the sweetness of a man’s friend gives delight by hearty counsel.

Dead flies putrefy the perfumer’s ointment, And cause it to give off a foul odor; So does a little folly to one respected for wisdom and honor.

The righteous perishes, And no man takes it to heart; Merciful men are taken away, While no one considers That the righteous is taken away from evil.He shall enter into peace; They shall rest in their beds, Each one walking in his uprightness.

And all these, having obtained a good testimony through faith, did not receive the promise,

The light of the eyes rejoices the heart, And a good report makes the bones healthy.

Nevertheless do not rejoice in this, that the spirits are subject to you, but rather rejoice because your names are written in heaven.”

For we know that if our earthly house, this tent, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

There the wicked cease from troubling, And there the weary are at rest.

Even to them I will give in My house And within My walls a place and a name Better than that of sons and daughters; I will give them an everlasting name That shall not be cut off.

For by it the elders obtained a good testimony.

And supper being ended, the devil having already put it into the heart of Judas Iscariot, Simon’s son, to betray Him,

It is like the precious oil upon the head, Running down on the beard, The beard of Aaron, Running down on the edge of his garments.

How fair is your love, My sister, my spouse! How much better than wine is your love, And the scent of your perfumes Than all spices!