My soul, don't come into their council. My glory, don't be united to their assembly; for in their anger they killed men. In their self-will they hamstrung oxen.
Psalm 30:12 - Hebrew Names version (HNV) To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever! Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition To the end that my tongue and my heart and everything glorious within me may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever. American Standard Version (1901) To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. Common English Bible so that my whole being might sing praises to you and never stop. LORD, my God, I will give thanks to you forever. Catholic Public Domain Version I have become a disgrace among all my enemies, and even more so to my neighbors, and a dread to my acquaintances. Those who catch sight of me, flee away from me. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version I am become a reproach among all my enemies, and very much to my neighbours; and a fear to my acquaintance. They that saw me without fled from me. |
My soul, don't come into their council. My glory, don't be united to their assembly; for in their anger they killed men. In their self-will they hamstrung oxen.
as the days in which the Jews had rest from their enemies, and the month which was turned to them from sorrow to gladness, and from mourning into a good day; that they should make them days of feasting and gladness, and of sending presents of food to one another, and gifts to the needy.
Every day I will praise you. I will extol your name forever and ever.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.
In God we have made our boast all day long, we will give thanks to your name forever. Selah.
Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
My lips shall shout for joy! My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you!
to appoint to those who mourn in Tziyon, to give to them a garland for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he may be glorified.
He answered them, *I tell you that if these were silent, the stones would cry out.*
saying, *Amein! Blessing, glory, wisdom, thanksgiving, honor, power, and might, be to our God forever and ever! Amein.*