Biblia Todo Logo
Bíobla ar líne
- Fógraí -





Psalm 92:4 - Tree of Life Version

4 with a ten-string harp, with resounding music on the lyre.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip


Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your works; at the deeds of Your hands I joyfully sing.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

American Standard Version (1901)

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Common English Bible

4 because you’ve made me happy, LORD, by your acts. I sing with joy because of your handiwork.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip

Catholic Public Domain Version

4 My throne is prepared from of old. You are from everlasting.

Féach an chaibidil Cóip




Psalm 92:4
20 Tagairtí Cros  

May the glory of Adonai endure forever! May Adonai rejoice in His works!


Let my meditation be sweet to Him. I—I will rejoice in Adonai.


Adonai has done great things for us —we are joyful!


I remember the days of old. I meditate on all You have done. I ponder the work of Your hands.


Praise Adonai with the harp. Sing praises to Him with a ten string lyre.


Then all men will fear. So they will declare the work of God, and ponder what He has done.


Yet You made him a little lower than the angels, and crowned him with glory and majesty!


Let Your work appear to Your servants, and Your splendor on their children.


Behold, I will bring them from the north country, and I will gather them from the ends of the earth— among them the blind and the lame, the pregnant together with she who is in labor with child. A great throng will return here.


and my spirit greatly rejoices in God, my Savior.


So also you have sorrow now; but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice, and no one will take your joy away from you!


But thanks be to God, who in Messiah always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us reveals everywhere the aroma of the knowledge of Himself.


Rejoice over her, O heaven, and you kedoshim, emissaries and prophets! For God has judged her condemnation of you!”


Lean orainn:

Fógraí


Fógraí