Wealth adds many friends, but a poor person is separated from his friend.

财物使朋友增多；但穷人朋友远离。

财富使朋友增多；贫寒人连仅有的朋友也离弃他。

财富使朋友增多；贫寒人连仅有的朋友也离弃他。

财富招来许多朋友，穷人却遭朋友抛弃。

财富使朋友增多，但穷人连他的一个朋友也与他分离。

财物能使朋友增多，贫弱者却遭伙伴远离。

財物使朋友增多；但窮人朋友遠離。

財富使朋友增多；貧寒人連僅有的朋友也離棄他。

財富使朋友增多；貧寒人連僅有的朋友也離棄他。

財富招來許多朋友，窮人卻遭朋友拋棄。

財富使朋友增多，但窮人連他的一個朋友也與他分離。

財物使朋友增多；但窮困人、連個朋友都跟他分離。

財物能使朋友增多，貧弱者卻遭夥伴遠離。

富厚則友朋增、貧窮則故舊絕、

富厚則交道廣、貧乏則鄰里絶。

人富厚則朋友增多、一貧乏則密友相離、

Wealth attracts many friends, but even the closest friend of the poor person deserts them.

Wealth brings many friends. But even the closest friend of a poor person abandons them.

Wealth brings many new friends, but a poor man is deserted by his friend.

Wealth makes many“ friends”; poverty drives them all away.

Wealth attracts many friends, but a poor person is separated from his friend.

Wealth adds many friends, But a poor person is separated from his friend.

Wealth makes many friends, But the poor is separated from his friend.

Wealth addeth many friends; But the poor is separated from his friend.

Wealth attracts many friends, but a poor man is separated from his friend.

Wealth maketh many friends; but the poor is separated from his neighbour.

Wealth adds many friends, but the poor is separated from his friend.

A poor person is disliked even by his neighbors, but those who love the rich are many.

Many people entreat the favor of a generous person, and everyone is the friend of the person who gives gifts.All the relatives of a poor person hate him; how much more do his friends avoid him– he pursues them with words, but they do not respond.

After a few days, the younger son gathered together all he had and left on a journey to a distant country, and there he squandered his wealth with a wild lifestyle.Then after he had spent everything, a severe famine took place in that country, and he began to be in need.So he went and worked for one of the citizens of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs.

The wealth of a rich person is like a fortified city, but the poor are brought to ruin by their poverty.

“ He has put my relatives far from me; my acquaintances only turn away from me.My kinsmen have failed me; my friends have forgotten me.My guests and my servant girls consider me a stranger; I am a foreigner in their eyes.I summon my servant, but he does not respond, even though I implore him with my own mouth.My breath is repulsive to my wife; I am loathsome to my brothers.

My brothers have been as treacherous as a seasonal stream, and as the riverbeds of the intermittent streams that flow away.They are dark because of ice; snow is piled up over them.When they are scorched, they dry up, when it is hot, they vanish from their place.Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go into the wasteland and perish.The caravans of Tema looked intently for these streams; the traveling merchants of Sheba hoped for them.They were distressed, because each one had been so confident; they arrived there, but were disappointed.For now you have become like these streams that are no help; you see a terror, and are afraid.“ Have I ever said,‘ Give me something, and from your fortune make gifts in my favor’?Or‘ Deliver me from the enemy’s power, and from the hand of tyrants ransom me’?