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Psalmów 144:1 w różnych przekładach

Czeski

BKR Davidův. Požehnaný Hospodin skála má, kterýž učí ruce mé boji, a prsty mé bitvě.

Polski

UBG Błogosławiony PAN, moja skała, który zaprawia moje ręce do walki, a moje palce do wojny.

Angielski

KJV (66 books) +2 Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

ASV Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:

BSB +1 Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.

DRA [143:1] Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.

FBV Praise the Lord—he is my rock. He trains me for battle, he gives me skill for war.

GNV A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.

JPS A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;

LSV BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, || Who is teaching My hands for war, || My fingers for battle.

NASB Blessed be the Lord, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle; NASB 2020

NIV (US) +1 Praise be to the Lord my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.

NMV Blessed (Favored by God; happy; prosperous) [be] the LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] my strength, which teaches my hands to war, [and] my fingers to fight:

OJB (Mizmor of Dovid) Baruch Hashem my Tzur (rock) which teacheth my hands for war, and my fingers for milchamah (battle);

RV Blessed be the LORD my rock, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

T4T I praise Yahweh, who is like an overhanging rock under which I ◄get refuge/am protected►! He trains my hands so that I can use them to fight battles; he trains my fingers so that I can shoot arrows in a war.

WEB (US) +1 Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who trains my hands to war, and my fingers to battle—

WEB (UK) +5 Blessed be the LORD, my rock, who trains my hands to war, and my fingers to battle—