Psalm 11:1 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision1 Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David: Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men. See the chapterMore versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 17691 In the LORD put I my trust: How say ye to my soul, flee as a bird to your mountain? See the chapterAmplified Bible - Classic Edition1 IN THE Lord I take refuge [and put my trust]; how can you say to me, Flee like a bird to your mountain? See the chapterAmerican Standard Version (1901)1 In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain; See the chapterCommon English Bible1 I have taken refuge in the LORD. So how can you say to me, “Flee to the hills like a bird See the chapterCatholic Public Domain Version1 Unto the end. For the octave. A Psalm of David. See the chapter |
That all of you have conspired against me, and there is no one to inform me, especially when even my son hath entered into league with the soil of Isai? There is not one of you that pitieth my case, nor that giveth me any information: because my son hath raised up my servant against me, plotting against me to this day.