Psalm 22:15 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision15 2 I will declare thy name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I praise thee. See the chapterMore versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 176915 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. See the chapterAmplified Bible - Classic Edition15 My strength is dried up like a fragment of clay pottery; [with thirst] my tongue cleaves to my jaws; and You have brought me into the dust of death. [John 19:28.] See the chapterAmerican Standard Version (1901)15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. See the chapterCommon English Bible15 My strength is dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you’ve set me down in the dirt of death. See the chapter |
9 And the king said: Is not the hand of Joab with thee in all this? The woman answered, and said: By the health of thy soul, my lord, O king, it is neither on the left hand, nor on the right, in all these things which my lord the king hath spoken: for thy servant Joab, he commanded me, and he put all these words into the mouth of thy handmaid.