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Sálmarnir 89:51 í mismunandi þýðingum

Tékkneska

BKR [89:50] Kdež jsou milosrdenství tvá první, ó Pane? Přísahuť jsi učinil Davidovi, v pravdě své.

Íslenska

OLO [89:50] Drottinn, hvar er nú kærleikur þinn til mín? Hvar er gæskan sem þú lofaðir Davíð með eiði?

Enska

KJV (66 books) +2 [89:50] Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants; how I do bear in my bosom the reproach of all the mighty people;

ASV +1 [89:50] Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants; How I do bear in my bosom the reproach of all the mighty peoples,

BSB +1 [89:50] Remember, O Lord, the reproach of Your servants, which I bear in my heart from so many people —

DRA [88:51] Be mindful, O Lord, of the reproach of thy servants (which I have held in my bosom) of many nations:

FBV [89:50] Don't forget, Lord, how your servants are being humiliated! I'm burdened down with the insults of so many nations!

GNV [89:50] Remember, O Lord, the rebuke of thy seruants, which I beare in my bosome of all the mightie people.

JPS [89:50] Remember, Lord, the taunt of Thy servants; how I do bear in my bosom the taunt of so many peoples;

LSV [89:50] Remember, O Lord, the reproach of Your servants, || I have borne in my bosom all the strivings of the peoples,

NASB [89:50] Remember, Lord, the taunt against Your servants; How I carry in my heart the taunts of all the many peoples, NASB 2020

NIV (US) +1 [89:50] Remember, Lord, how your servant has been mocked, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the nations,

NMV [89:50] Remember, Lord-Adonai [Greatest Above All Things], the reproach (disgrace; shame) of youri servants; [how] I do bear in my bosom [the reproach (disgrace; shame) of] all the mighty people;

OJB Remember, Adonoi, the reproach of Thy avadim; how I do bear in my kheyk (bosom) the reproach of all rabbim amim (many peoples);

T4T [89:50] Yahweh, do not forget that people insult me! ◄Heathen people/People who do not know you► curse me!

WEB (US) +7 [89:50] Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,