Psalm 39
39
To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1I said, I will take heed to my ways,
That I sin not with my tongue:
I will keep my mouth with a bridle,
While the wicked is before me.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred.
3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned:
Then spake I with my tongue.
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is;
That I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
And mine age is as nothing before thee: Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain:
He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in thee.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions:
Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
Because thou didst it. 10Remove thy stroke away from me:
I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
Surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry;
Hold not thy peace at my tears:
For I am a stranger with thee,
And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength,
Before I go hence, and be no more.
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Psalm 39: KJV
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Կիսվել
Պատճենել
Ցանկանու՞մ եք պահպանել ձեր նշումները ձեր բոլոր սարքերում: Գրանցվեք կամ մուտք գործեք
Rights in the Authorized (King James) Version in the United Kingdom are vested in the Crown. Published by permission of the Crown’s patentee, Cambridge University Press.
Իմացեք ավելին King James Version-ի մասինPsalm 39
39
To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1I said, I will take heed to my ways,
That I sin not with my tongue:
I will keep my mouth with a bridle,
While the wicked is before me.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred.
3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned:
Then spake I with my tongue.
4 LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is;
That I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
And mine age is as nothing before thee: Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: Surely they are disquieted in vain:
He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in thee.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions:
Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
Because thou didst it. 10Remove thy stroke away from me:
I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
Surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry;
Hold not thy peace at my tears:
For I am a stranger with thee,
And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength,
Before I go hence, and be no more.
Արդեն Ընտրված.
:
Ընդգծել
Կիսվել
Պատճենել
Ցանկանու՞մ եք պահպանել ձեր նշումները ձեր բոլոր սարքերում: Գրանցվեք կամ մուտք գործեք
Rights in the Authorized (King James) Version in the United Kingdom are vested in the Crown. Published by permission of the Crown’s patentee, Cambridge University Press.
Իմացեք ավելին King James Version-ի մասին