Psa ŽalmyMga Salmo, žalmsalmo Kniha žalmůAng Libro sa Mga Salmo, žalmsalmo 22

Mga Salmo 22:16 sa lain-laing mga hubad

Tseko

BKR [22:15] Jako voda rozplynul jsem se, a rozstoupily se všecky kosti mé, a srdce mé jako vosk rozpustilo se u prostřed vnitřností mých.

Cebuano

APD [22:15] Nawad-an na akog kusog; sama ako sa mibagtik nga yuta. Ug ang akong dila miungot sa akong alingagngag. Ginoo, gipasagdan mo ako nga hapit nang mamatay.

Iningles

KJV (66 books) +4 [22:15] My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

BSB +1 [22:15] My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.

DRA [21:16] My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into the dust of death.

FBV [22:15] My strength has dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth. You're burying me as if I'm already dead.

GNV [22:15] My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

JPS [22:15] My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my throat; and Thou layest me in the dust of death.

LSV [22:15] My power is dried up as an earthen vessel, || And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws.

NIV (US) +1 [22:15] My mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.

NMV [22:15] My strength is dried up like a potsherd (piece of broken pottery); and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; and youi have brought me into the dust of death.

OJB My ko'ach is dried up like baked clay; and my leshon cleaveth to my jaws; and Thou layest me in the aphar mavet (dust of death).

T4T [22:15] My strength is all dried up [MET] like a broken piece of a clay jar that has dried in the sun. I am so thirsty that my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. O God, I think that you are about to let me die and become dirt!

WEB (US) +7 [22:15] My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.