Psalm 17:13 - King James Version - American Edition Arise, O Lord, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword: Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: Deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword: Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Arise, O Lord! Confront and forestall them, cast them down! Deliver my life from the wicked by Your sword, American Standard Version (1901) Arise, O Jehovah, Confront him, cast him down: Deliver my soul from the wicked by thy sword; Common English Bible Get up, LORD! Confront them! Bring them down! Rescue my life from the wicked— use your sword! Catholic Public Domain Version At the brightness that was before his sight, the clouds crossed by, with hail and coals of fire. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version At the brightness that was before him the clouds passed, hail and coals of fire. |
Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
Arise, O Lord, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded.
Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? Or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?
Shall the axe boast itself against him that heweth therewith? or shall the saw magnify itself against him that shaketh it? as if the rod should shake itself against them that lift it up, or as if the staff should lift up itself, as if it were no wood.
O Assyrian, the rod of mine anger, and the staff in their hand is mine indignation.
They come from a far country, from the end of heaven, even the Lord, and the weapons of his indignation, to destroy the whole land.
Hast thou not heard long ago, how I have done it; and of ancient times, that I have formed it? now have I brought it to pass, that thou shouldest be to lay waste defensed cities into ruinous heaps.
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord; awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old. Art thou not it that hath cut Rahab, and wounded the dragon?
Art thou not from everlasting, O Lord my God, mine Holy One? We shall not die. O Lord, thou hast ordained them for judgment; and, O mighty God, thou hast established them for correction.
for to do whatsoever thy hand and thy counsel determined before to be done.