Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge,\par\tab Who eat up my people {\i as} they eat bread,\par\tab And call not upon Jehovah?
Psalm 94:5 - American Standard Version 2015 They break in pieces thy people, O Jehovah,\par\tab And afflict thy heritage. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 They break in pieces thy people, O LORD, And afflict thine heritage. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition They crush Your people, O Lord, and afflict Your heritage. American Standard Version (1901) They break in pieces thy people, O Jehovah, And afflict thy heritage. Common English Bible They crush your own people, LORD! They abuse your very own possession. Catholic Public Domain Version For the sea is his, and he made it, and his hands formed the dry land. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version For the sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land. |
Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge,\par\tab Who eat up my people {\i as} they eat bread,\par\tab And call not upon Jehovah?
Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long;\par\tab We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.
Lest they tear my soul like a lion,\par\tab Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether:\par\tab They have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
what mean ye that ye crush my people, and grind the face of the poor? saith the Lord, Jehovah of hosts.
Now therefore, what do I here, saith Jehovah, seeing that my people is taken away for nought? they that rule over them do howl, saith Jehovah, and my name continually all the day is blasphemed.
But thine eyes and thy heart are not but for thy covetousness, and for shedding innocent blood, and for oppression, and for violence, to do it.
Because ye are glad, because ye rejoice, O ye that plunder my heritage, because ye are wanton as a heifer that treadeth out {\i the grain}, and neigh as strong horses;
Nebuchadrezzar the king of Babylon hath devoured me, he hath crushed me, he hath made me an empty vessel, he hath, like a monster, swallowed me up, he hath filled his maw with my delicacies; he hath cast me out.
In thee have they set light by father and mother; in the midst of thee have they dealt by oppression with the sojourner; in thee have they wronged the fatherless and the widow.
And I will give unto my two witnesses, and they shall prophesy a thousand two hundred and threescore days, clothed in sackcloth.
And I saw the woman drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus. And when I saw her, I wondered with a great wonder.