They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
Psalm 4:6 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things? 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 There be many that say, Who will shew us any good? LORD, lift thou up The light of thy countenance upon us. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Many say, Oh, that we might see some good! Lift up the light of Your countenance upon us, O Lord. American Standard Version (1901) Many there are that say, Who will show us any good? Jehovah, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us. Common English Bible Many people say, “We can’t find goodness anywhere. The light of your face has left us, LORD!” Catholic Public Domain Version Offer the sacrifice of justice, and hope in the Lord. Many say, "Who reveals to us what is good?" English Standard Version 2016 There are many who say, “Who will show us some good? Lift up the light of your face upon us, O Lord!” |
They cried to thee, and they were saved: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
Thou hast multiplied thy wonderful works, O Lord my God: and in thy thoughts there is no one like to thee. I have declared and I have spoken they are multiplied above number.
To thee, O God my God, I will give praise upon the harp: why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
Thou art beautiful above the sons of men: grace is poured abroad in thy lips; therefore hath God blessed thee for ever
We have rejoiced for the days in which thou hast humbled us: for the years in which we have seen evils.
Why do you spend money for that which is not bread and your labour for that which doth not satisfy you? Hearken diligently to me and eat that which is good: and your soul shall be delighted in fatness.
And he shall sit refining and cleansing the silver, and he shall purify the sons of Levi, and shall refine them as gold, and as silver, and they shall offer sacrifices to the Lord in justice.
And I will say to my soul: Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years take thy rest; eat, drink, make good cheer.
There was a certain rich man, who was clothed in purple and fine linen; and feasted sumptuously every day.
They shall call the people to the mountain; there shall they sacrifice the victims of justice: Who shall suck as milk the abundance of the sea, and the hidden treasures of the sands.
But who art thou that judgest thy neighbour? Behold, now you that say: To day or to morrow we will go into such a city, and there we will spend a year, and will traffic, and make our gain.