Biblia Todo Logo
Bíobla ar líne
- Fógraí -





Psalm 3:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

7 Arise, LORD! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; Thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God! For You have struck all my enemies on the cheek; You have broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

7 Arise, O Jehovah; save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

7 Stand up, LORD! Save me, my God! In fact, hit all my enemies on the jaw; shatter the teeth of the wicked!

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

7 I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip




Psalm 3:7
17 Tagairtí Cros  

For the battle was there spread over the surface of all the country; and the forest devoured more people that day than the sword devoured.


They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.


I broke the jaws of the unrighteous, and plucked the prey out of his teeth.


Arise, LORD! God, lift up your hand! Don't forget the helpless.


*Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,* says the LORD; *I will set him in safety from those who malign him.*


Though an army should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear. Though war should rise against me, even then I will be confident.


Wake up! Rise up to defend me, my God! My Lord, contend for me!


Wake up! Why do you sleep, Lord? Arise! Don't reject us forever.


Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, LORD.


You, LORD God Tzeva'ot, the God of Yisra'el, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. Selah.


Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness' sake.


Arise, LORD, in your anger. Lift up yourself against the rage of my adversaries. Awake for me. You have commanded judgment.


Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it out of your pocket and consume them!


when God arose to judgment, to save all the afflicted ones of the earth. Selah.


Awake, awake, put on strength, arm of the LORD; awake, as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Isn't it you who did cut Rachav in pieces, who pierced the monster?


Let him give his cheek to him who strikes him; let him be filled full with reproach.


Woe to him who says to the wood, 'Awake!' or to the mute stone, 'Arise!' Shall this teach? Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all in the midst of it.


Lean orainn:

Fógraí


Fógraí