He hath devised iniquity on his bed, he hath set himself on every way that is not good: but evil he hath not hated.
Psalm 90:9 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Because thou, O Lord, art my hope: thou hast made the most High thy refuge. 更多版本King James Version (Oxford) 1769 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We spend our years as a tale that is told. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition For all our days [out here in this wilderness, says Moses] pass away in Your wrath; we spend our years as a tale that is told [for we adults know we are doomed to die soon, without reaching Canaan]. [Num. 14:26-35.] American Standard Version (1901) For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We bring our years to an end as a sigh. Common English Bible Yes, all our days slip away because of your fury; we finish up our years with a whimper. Catholic Public Domain Version For you, O Lord, are my hope. You have set the Most High as your refuge. English Standard Version 2016 For all our days pass away under your wrath; we bring our years to an end like a sigh. |
He hath devised iniquity on his bed, he hath set himself on every way that is not good: but evil he hath not hated.
Withhold not thou, O Lord, thy tender mercies from me: thy mercy and thy truth have always upheld me.
Blessed is the man whose trust is in the name of the Lord; and who hath not had regard to vanities, and lying follies.