He hath put my brethren far from me: and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.
Psalm 38:12 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition They also that seek and demand my life lay snares for me, and they that seek and require my hurt speak crafty and mischievous things; they meditate treachery and deceit all the day long. American Standard Version (1901) They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long. Common English Bible Those who want me dead lay traps; those who want me harmed utter threats, muttering lies all day long. Catholic Public Domain Version I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted. English Standard Version 2016 Those who seek my life lay their snares; those who seek my hurt speak of ruin and meditate treachery all day long. |
He hath put my brethren far from me: and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.
The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:
The words of his mouth are iniquity and guile: he would not understand that he might do well.
These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
O Lord God of hosts, who is like to thee? thou art mighty, O Lord, and thy truth is round about thee.
The brethren of the poor man hate him: moreover also his friends have departed far from him. He that followeth after words only, shall have nothing.