1 Chronicles 29:15 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as were all our fathers: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is none abiding. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For we are strangers before You, and sojourners, as all our fathers were; our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no hope or expectation of remaining. American Standard Version (1901) For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers were: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no abiding. Common English Bible To be sure, we are like all our ancestors, immigrants without permanent homes. Our days are like a shadow on the ground, and there’s no hope. Catholic Public Domain Version For we are sojourners and new arrivals before you, as all our fathers were. Our days upon the earth are like a shadow, and there is no delay. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version For we are sojourners before thee, and strangers, as were all our fathers. Our days upon earth are as a shadow: and there is no stay. |
I am a stranger and a sojourner with you: give me a possession of a buryingplace with you, that I may bury my dead out of my sight.
and give thee the blessing of Abraham, to thee, and to thy seed with thee; that thou mayest inherit the land wherein thou art a stranger, which God gave unto Abraham.
For their riches were more than that they might dwell together; and the land wherein they were strangers could not bear them because of their cattle.
And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
But who am I, and what is my people, that we should be able to offer so willingly after this sort? for all things come of thee, and of thine own have we given thee.
O Lord our God, all this store that we have prepared to build thee a house for thine holy name cometh of thine hand, and is all thine own.
But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
(for we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, because our days upon earth are a shadow.)
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?
The land shall not be sold for ever: for the land is mine; for ye are strangers and sojourners with me.
whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
Dearly beloved, I beseech you as strangers and pilgrims, abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;