LORD, I love the habitation of your house, the place where your glory dwells.
Psalm 29:9 - Hebrew Names version (HNV) The LORD's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, *Glory!* 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 the habitation of your house, the place where your glory dwells.
We have thought about your loving kindness, God, in the midst of your temple.
So I have seen you in the sanctuary, watching your power and your glory.
For wickedness burns like a fire. It devours the briers and thorns; yes, it kindles in the thickets of the forest, and they roll upward in a column of smoke.