In secret of thy presence thou shalt hide them from man's pride: From strife of tongues thou closely shalt, as in a tent, them hide.
Psalm 17:9 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) From lewd oppressors, compassing me round, as deadly foes. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 From the wicked that oppress me, From my deadly enemies, who compass me about. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition From the wicked who despoil and oppress me, my deadly adversaries who surround me. American Standard Version (1901) From the wicked that oppress me, My deadly enemies, that compass me about. Common English Bible away from the wicked who are out to get me, away from my deadly enemies who are all around me! Catholic Public Domain Version A smoke ascended by his wrath, and a fire flared up from his face: coals were kindled by it. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version There went up a smoke in his wrath: and a fire flamed from his face: coals were kindled by it. |
In secret of thy presence thou shalt hide them from man's pride: From strife of tongues thou closely shalt, as in a tent, them hide.
Let them confounded be and sham'd that for my soul have sought: Who plot my hurt turn'd back be they, and to confusion brought.
For without cause have they for me their net hid in a pit, They also have without a cause for my soul digged it.
Then let the foe pursue and take my soul, and my life thrust Down to the earth, and let him lay mine honour in the dust.