ASV Byzantine Text
Then my lowly ones shouted aloud, And my weak ones were terrified and crouched for fear: They lifted up their voice, and they were turned to flight.
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Then my lowly ones shouted aloud, And my weak ones were terrified and crouched for fear: They lifted up their voice, and they were turned to flight.
Te dognah a hnaemtaek ka pilnam khaw tamhoe pai, A ol a huel uh tih rhal rhoek khaw balkhong uh coeng.
Sandalia ejus rapuerunt oculos ejus; pulchritudo ejus captivam fecit animam ejus: amputavit pugione cervicem ejus.
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
Door haar sandalen werd zijn oog betoverd, In haar schoonheid lag zijn hart gevangen: Maar met het zwaard doorkliefde zij zijn nek.
Her sandals ravished his eyes, her beauty made his soul her captive, with a sword she cut off his head.
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, And my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished; These lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
Then my lowly ones shouted aloud, And my weak ones were terrified and crouched for fear: They lifted up their voice, and they were turned to flight.
« Alors mes humbles ont crié à haute voix. Mon peuple opprimé était terrifié et tremblait de peur. Ils ont élevé la voix et l'ennemi a fui.
“Entonces mi gente humilde pegó de gritos. Mi pueblo oprimido los asustó y los hizo temblar de miedo. Levantaron la voz y el enemigo salió huyendo.
“Entonces mis humildes gritaron a gran voz. Mi pueblo oprimido se aterrorizó y tembló de miedo. Levantaron sus voces y el enemigo huyó.
Tad viknuše ponizni moji, a oni se prepadoše, nemoćni moji, a oni se prestraviše; podigoše glas, a oni u bijeg nagoše!
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, And my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: These lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
“Then my lowly ones shouted aloud. My oppressed people were terrified and trembled for fear. They lifted up their voices and the enemy fled.
“Then my lowly ones shouted aloud. My oppressed people were terrified and trembled for fear. They lifted up their voices and the enemy fled.
“Then my lowly ones shouted aloud. My oppressed people were terrified and trembled for fear. They lifted up their voices and the enemy fled.
“Then my lowly ones shouted aloud. My oppressed people were terrified and trembled for fear. They lifted up their voices and the enemy fled.
τότε ἠλάλαξαν οἱ ταπεινοί μου, καὶ ἐφοβήθησαν οἱ ἀσθενοῦντές μου καὶ ἐπτοήθησαν, ὕψωσαν τὴν φωνὴν αὐτῶν καὶ ἀνετράπησαν.
Τότε ἠλάλαξαν οἱ ταπεινοί μου, καὶ ἐφοβήθησαν οἱ ἀσθενοῦντές μου, καὶ ἐπτοήθησαν· ὕψωσαν τὴν φωνὴν αὐτῶν, καὶ ἀνετράπησαν.
Okubundi abîrhôhye bâni babanda akahababo, nabo bageramwo omusisi. Bahamagaza izù bwenêne, nabo abanzi bagaluka cinyumanyumà.
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