Psa Psalms, psalm Book of Psalms, psalm 22
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.Jhn 19:28
Salmos 22:15 em diferentes traduções
Inglês
KJV (66 books)
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
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
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
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
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
My power is dried up as an earthen vessel, || And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws.
NIV (US)
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.
OJB [22:16]
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
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)
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.
Português
BLT
Minha força secou como um caco de barro; minha língua está grudada no céu da boca. E tu me sepultas como se eu já estivesse morto.
NBV-P
As minhas forças sumiram, secaram como um pedaço de barro ao sol. A minha sede é tanta que a língua fica presa ao céu da boca. Assim o Senhor me deixou deitado no pó, à beira da morte.
VFL
A minha boca está seca como o pó, a minha língua fica grudada ao céu da minha boca. O Senhor me deixou no pó, à beira da morte.