And Joab said to the man that told him: If thou sawest him, why didst thou not stab him to the ground, and I would have given thee ten sicles of silver, and belt?
Psalm 143:3 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him? 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For the enemy has pursued and persecuted my soul, he has crushed my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in dark places as those who have been long dead. American Standard Version (1901) For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead. Common English Bible The enemy is chasing me, crushing my life in the dirt, forcing me to live in the dark like those who’ve been dead forever. Catholic Public Domain Version O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him? English Standard Version 2016 For the enemy has pursued my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me sit in darkness like those long dead. |
And Joab said to the man that told him: If thou sawest him, why didst thou not stab him to the ground, and I would have given thee ten sicles of silver, and belt?
And again Abner said to Asael: Go off, and do not follow me, lest I be obliged to stab thee to the ground; and I shall not be able to hold up my face to Joab thy brother.
The words of his mouth are iniquity and guile: he would not understand that he might do well.
If I have rendered to them that repaid me evils, let me deservedly fall empty before my enemies.
Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.
And he said to me: Son of man: All these bones are the house of Israel: they say: Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost, and we are cut off.
Rejoice not, thou, my enemy, over me, because I am fallen: I shall arise, when I sit in darkness, the Lord is my light.