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Psalm 118:12 - Catholic Public Domain Version

Blessed are you, O Lord. Teach me your justifications.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

They compassed me about like bees; they are quenched as the fire of thorns: For in the name of the LORD I will destroy them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

They swarmed about me like bees, they blaze up and are extinguished like a fire of thorns; in the name of the Lord I will cut them off! [Deut. 1:44.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

They compassed me about like bees; they are quenched as the fire of thorns: In the name of Jehovah I will cut them off.

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Common English Bible

They surrounded me like bees, but they were extinguished like burning thorns. I cut them down in the LORD’s name!

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Blessed art thou, O Lord: teach me thy justifications.

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English Standard Version 2016

They surrounded me like bees; they went out like a fire among thorns; in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

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Psalm 118:12
18 Tagairtí Cros  

But all prevaricators shall be plucked out like thorns, yet they are not taken away by hands.


Unto the end. A Psalm of David.


He petitioned you for life, and you have granted him length of days, in the present time, and forever and ever.


And you, O Lord, will laugh at them. You will lead all the Gentiles to nothing.


the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, which pass through the paths of the sea.


It is better to be corrected by a wise man, than to be deceived by the false praise of the foolish.


Indignation is not mine. Who will be a thorn and a brier to me in battle? I will advance against them. I set them on fire together.


And the people will be like the ashes from a fire. They will be consumed by fire like a bundle of thorns.


For just as thorns entwine one another, so also, while they are feasting and drinking together, they will be consumed like stubble that is completely dry.


And so, having gone forth, the Amorite, who was living in the mountains, came against you and pursued you, just as a swarm of bees would do. And he struck you down from Seir all the way to Hormah.


But David said to the Philistine: "You approach me with sword, and spear, and shield. But I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, which you have reproached.