Biblia Todo Logo
Bíobla ar líne
- Fógraí -





Psalm 62:4 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

4 They only plot to cast him down from his excellency: They joy in lies; with mouth they bless, but they curse inwardly.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: They delight in lies: They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 They only consult to cast him down from his height [to dishonor him]; they delight in lies. They bless with their mouths, but they curse inwardly. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

4 They only consult to thrust him down from his dignity; They delight in lies; They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. [Selah

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

4 The only desire of this people is to bring others down low; they delight in deception. With their mouths they bless, but inside they are cursing. Selah

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

4 For your mercy is better than life itself. It is you my lips will praise.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 For thy mercy is better than lives: thee my lips shall praise.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip




Psalm 62:4
27 Tagairtí Cros  

Thy law I love; but lying all I hate and do abhor.


With ill men draw me not away that work iniquity; That speak peace to their friends, while in their hearts doth mischief lie.


For in their mouth there is no truth, their inward part is ill; Their throat's an open sepulchre, their tongue doth flatter still.


Behold, thou in the inward parts with truth delighted art; And wisdom thou shalt make me know within the hidden part.


Ill more than good, and more than truth thou lovest to speak wrong:


More smooth than butter were his words, while in his heart was war; His speeches were more soft than oil, and yet drawn swords they are.


Lean orainn:

Fógraí


Fógraí