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Psalm 118:12 - American Standard Version (1901)

12 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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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 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

12 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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Common English Bible

12 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

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

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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

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English Standard Version 2016

12 They surrounded me like bees; they went out like a fire among thorns; in the name of the Lord I cut them off!

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Psalm 118:12
18 Tagairtí Cros  

But the ungodly shall be all of them as thorns to be thrust away, Because they cannot be taken with the hand;


Jehovah answer thee in the day of trouble; The name of the God of Jacob set thee up on high;


We will triumph in thy salvation, And in the name of our God we will set up our banners: Jehovah fulfil all thy petitions.


Before your pots can feel the thorns, He will take them away with a whirlwind, the green and the burning alike.


O Jehovah, our Lord, How excellent is thy name in all the earth!


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


Wrath is not in me: would that the briers and thorns were against me in battle! I would march upon them, I would burn them together.


And the peoples shall be as the burnings of lime, as thorns cut down, that are burned in the fire.


For entangled like thorns, and drunken as with their drink, they are consumed utterly as dry stubble.


And the Amorites, that dwelt in that hill-country, came out against you, and chased you, as bees do, and beat you down in Seir, even unto Hormah.


Then said David to the Philistine, Thou comest to me with a sword, and with a spear, and with a javelin: but I come to thee in the name of Jehovah of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom thou hast defied.


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