Psalm 142:5 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition I cried to You, O Lord; I said, You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living. American Standard Version (1901) I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. Common English Bible I cry to you, LORD, for help. “You are my refuge,” I say. “You are all I have in the land of the living.” Catholic Public Domain Version I have called to mind the days of antiquity. I have been meditating on all your works. I have meditated on the workings of your hands. English Standard Version 2016 I cry to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” |
I turned myself to other things, and I saw the oppressions that are done under the sun, and the tears of the innocent, and they had no comforter; and they were not able to resist their violence, being destitute of help from any.
Behold, the hour cometh, and it is now come, that you shall be scattered every man to his own, and shall leave me alone; and yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.
But the Lord stood by me, and strengthened me, that by me the preaching may be accomplished, and that all the Gentiles may hear: and I was delivered out of the mouth of the lion.