Lord, I love your temple. {\cf2\super [157]} \par I love your glorious tent. {\cf2\super [158]} \par
Psalm 29:9 - Easy To Read Version The Lord’s voice makes the deer {\cf2\super [178]} afraid.\par The Lord destroys the forests.\par But in his palace, {\cf2\super [179]} \par people sing of his glory.\par Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 The voice of the LORD maketh the hinds to calve, and discovereth the forests: And in his temple doth every one speak of his glory. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition The voice of the Lord makes the hinds bring forth their young, and His voice strips bare the forests, while in His temple everyone is saying, Glory! American Standard Version (1901) The voice of Jehovah maketh the hinds to calve, And strippeth the forests bare: And in his temple everything saith, Glory. Common English Bible The LORD’s voice convulses the oaks, strips the forests bare, but in his temple everyone shouts, “Glory!” Catholic Public Domain Version To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God. |
Lord, I love your temple. {\cf2\super [157]} \par I love your glorious tent. {\cf2\super [158]} \par
God, in your temple we think carefully\par about your loving kindness.\par
Yes, I have seen you in your temple.\par I have seen your strength and glory.\par
Evil is like a small fire. First, the fire burns weeds and thorns. Next, the fire burns the larger bushes in the forest. And finally, it becomes a great fire—and everything goes up in smoke.