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Psalm 118:12 - Revised Standard Version

They surrounded me like bees, they blazed like a fire of thorns; in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

They compassed me about like bees; they are quenched as the fire of thorns: For in the name of the LORD I will destroy them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

They swarmed about me like bees, they blaze up and are extinguished like a fire of thorns; in the name of the Lord I will cut them off! [Deut. 1:44.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

They compassed me about like bees; they are quenched as the fire of thorns: In the name of Jehovah I will cut them off.

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Common English Bible

They surrounded me like bees, but they were extinguished like burning thorns. I cut them down in the LORD’s name!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Blessed are you, O Lord. Teach me your justifications.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Blessed art thou, O Lord: teach me thy justifications.

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Psalm 118:12
18 Tagairtí Cros  

But godless men are all like thorns that are thrown away; for they cannot be taken with the hand;


The Lord answer you in the day of trouble! The name of the God of Jacob protect you!


May we shout for joy over your victory, and in the name of our God set up our banners! May the Lord fulfil all your petitions!


Sooner than your pots can feel the heat of thorns, whether green or ablaze, may he sweep them away!


O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is thy name in all the earth!


For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fools; this also is vanity.


I have no wrath. Would that I had thorns and briers to battle! I would set out against them, I would burn them up together.


And the peoples will be as if burned to lime, like thorns cut down, that are burned in the fire.”


Like entangled thorns they are consumed, like dry stubble.


Then the Amorites who lived in that hill country came out against you and chased you as bees do and beat you down in Seir as far as Hormah.


Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword and with a spear and with a javelin; but I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied.