Psalms 143:5 - Compare All Versions

Deildu

The enemy hunted me down; he kicked me and stomped me within an inch of my life. He put me in a black hole, buried me like a corpse in that dungeon. I sat there in despair, my spirit draining away, my heart heavy, like lead. I remembered the old days, went over all you’ve done, pondered the ways you’ve worked, Stretched out my hands to you, as thirsty for you as a desert thirsty for rain.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your doings; I muse on the work of Your hands.

I remember what happened long ago; I consider everything you have done. I think about all you have made.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.

I remember the days of long ago; I meditate on all your works and consider what your hands have done.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your works; I muse on the work of Your hands.

¶I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that You have done; I ponder the work of Your hands.

I remember the days of old. I ponder all your great works and think about what you have done.

I remember the glorious miracles of days gone by, and I often think of all the wonders of old.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that you have done; I ponder the work of your hands.