But he knoweth the way that I take; When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Psalm 142:3 - American Standard Version (1901) When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition When my spirit was overwhelmed and fainted [throwing all its weight] upon me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a snare for me. Common English Bible When my spirit is weak inside me, you still know my way. But they’ve hidden a trap for me in the path I’m taking. Catholic Public Domain Version For the enemy has pursued my soul. He has lowered my life to the earth. He has stationed me in darkness, like the dead of ages past. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old: English Standard Version 2016 When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me. |
But he knoweth the way that I take; When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
For Jehovah knoweth the way of the righteous; But the way of the wicked shall perish.
The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the wayside; They have set gins for me. [Selah
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.
Thou hast proved my heart; thou hast visited me in the night; Thou hast tried me, and findest nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
Pluck me out of the net that they have laid privily for me; For thou art my stronghold.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, They mark my steps, Even as they have waited for my soul.
From the end of the earth will I call unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: In the balances they will go up; They are together lighter than vanity.
I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. [Selah
Let a cry be heard from their houses, when thou shalt bring a troop suddenly upon them; for they have digged a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.
Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches; Pour out thy heart like water before the face of the Lord: Lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.