If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you— you of little faith?

你们这小信的人哪！野地里的草今天还在，明天就丢在炉里，神还给它这样的妆饰，何况你们呢！

你们这小信的人哪！野地里的草今天还在，明天就丢在炉里，上帝还给它这样的妆饰，何况你们呢？

你们这小信的人哪！野地里的草今天还在，明天就丢在炉里，神还给它这样的妆饰，何况你们呢？

你们的信心太小了！野地里的草今天还在，明天就丢在炉中化为灰烬，上帝还这样装扮它们，何况你们呢？

田野的草，今天还在，明天就投进炉里，神尚且这样妆扮它们；小信的人哪，何况你们呢？

你们这些小信的人哪！野地里的草今天还在，明天就被丢进火炉里，神尚且这样装扮它，更何况你们呢！

你們這小信的人哪！野地裏的草今天還在，明天就丟在爐裏，神還給它這樣的妝飾，何況你們呢！

你們這小信的人哪！野地裏的草今天還在，明天就丟在爐裏，上帝還給它這樣的妝飾，何況你們呢？

你們這小信的人哪！野地裏的草今天還在，明天就丟在爐裏，神還給它這樣的妝飾，何況你們呢？

你們信心太小了！野地裡的草今天還在，明天就丟在爐中化為灰燼，上帝還這樣裝扮它們，何況你們呢？

田野的草，今天還在，明天就投進爐裡，神尚且這樣妝扮它們；小信的人哪，何況你們呢？

野地裏的草、今天還在、明天就丟在爐子裏的，上帝尚且這樣衣被它們，他豈不更要衣被你們麼、小信的人哪？

你們這些小信的人哪！野地裡的草今天還在，明天就被丟進火爐裡，神尚且這樣裝扮它，更何況你們呢！

夫野草今日尚存、明日投爐、上帝猶衣之若此、況於爾小信者乎、

且夫野草、今日尚存、明日投爐、上帝猶衣被之若此、況爾小信者乎、

且夫野草、今日尚存、明日投爐、天主衣被之若此、況爾小信者乎、

夫田間野草、今日暫存、而明日投爐者、天主尚且飾之若斯、而況於爾乎？噫、何爾信心之薄也！

If that is how God dresses the wild grass, won’t he dress you even better? Your faith is so small! After all, the grass is here only today. Tomorrow it is thrown into the fire.

But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

And if God cares so wonderfully for wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith?

If that’s how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and thrown into the furnace tomorrow, won’t he do much more for you— you of little faith?

But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clothe you? You of little faith!

Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

But if God doth so clothe the grass of the field, which to- day is, and to- morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

If that’s how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and thrown into the furnace tomorrow, won’t He do much more for you— you of little faith?

Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven,[ shall he] not much more[ clothe] you, O ye of little faith?

And if this is how God clothes the wild grass, which is here today and tomorrow is tossed into the fire to heat the oven, won’t he clothe you even more, you people of little faith?

But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today exists, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, won’t he much more clothe you, you of little faith?

Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him.“ You of little faith,” he said,“ why did you doubt?”

If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you— you of little faith!

Aware of their discussion, Jesus asked,“ You of little faith, why are you talking among yourselves about having no bread?

He replied,“ You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.

Then he said to Thomas,“ Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe.”

He said to his disciples,“ Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”

But the rich should take pride in their humiliation— since they will pass away like a wild flower.For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business.

For,“ All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall,

See to it, brothers and sisters, that none of you has a sinful, unbelieving heart that turns away from the living God.

“ You unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied,“ how long shall I stay with you and put up with you? Bring your son here.”

Yet you sweep people away in the sleep of death— they are like the new grass of the morning:In the morning it springs up new, but by evening it is dry and withered.

“ You unbelieving generation,” Jesus replied,“ how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy to me.”

“ You unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied,“ how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy here to me.”

that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

A voice says,“ Cry out.” And I said,“ What shall I cry?”“ All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are grass.The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.”