Biblia Todo Logo
Bíobla ar líne
- Fógraí -





Psalm 84:3 - American Standard Version 2015

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house,\par\tab And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,\par\tab Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts,\par\tab My King, and my God.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Yes, the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young–even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, My King, and my God.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

3 Yes, the sparrow too has found a home there; the swallow has found herself a nest where she can lay her young beside your altars, LORD of heavenly forces, my king, my God!

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

3 You have released the iniquity of your people. You have covered all their sins.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip




Psalm 84:3
10 Tagairtí Cros  

And the king said unto Zadok, Carry back the ark of God into the city: if I shall find favor in the eyes of Jehovah, he will bring me again, and show me both it, and his habitation:


Return unto thy rest, O my soul;\par\tab For Jehovah hath dealt bountifully with thee.


My tears have been my food day and night,\par\tab While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?


Then will I go unto the altar of God,\par\tab Unto God my exceeding joy;\par\tab And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.


Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God;\par\tab For unto thee do I pray.


{\b A Prayer of Moses the man of God.}\par\par\tab Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place\par\tab In all generations.


He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High\par\tab Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.


Speak unto the house of Israel, Thus saith the Lord Jehovah: Behold, I will profane my sanctuary, the pride of your power, the desire of your eyes, and that which your soul pitieth; and your sons and your daughters whom ye have left behind shall fall by the sword.


O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, that killeth the prophets, and stoneth them that are sent unto her! how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!


And Jesus saith unto him, {\cf6 The foxes have holes, and the birds of the heaven {\i have} nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.}


Lean orainn:

Fógraí


Fógraí