American Standard Version (1901)
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
80 translations of 93 that include the Old Testament
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Ka misanawk mah, Na Sithaw loe naah naw oh? tiah vaihi hoi vaihi ang dueng o pongah, ka huhnawk angkhaeh moe, kai kasae ang thuih o boeh.
Kamah kah puencak vaengah amih loh kai taengah hnin at puet, “Na Pathen te melae,” a ti uh tih kai m'veet uh dongah ka rhuh vingving nuei.
Kamah kah puencak vaengah amih loh kai taengah hnin at puet, “Na Pathen te melae,” a ti uh tih kai m'veet uh dongah ka rhuh vingving nuei.
Me he pahikaua la iloko o ko'u mau iwi, Ke hoino mai nei ko'u poe enemi ia'u; I ka lakou olelo ana mai ia'u i kela la i keia la, Auhea la kou Akua.
Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
(042:11) Mwen santi tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. lè moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo ap joure m', lè tout tan y'ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?
The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?
Je dirai à ✶Dieu, mon rocher : Pourquoi m’as-tu oublié ? Pourquoi marché-je en deuil à cause de l’oppression de l’ennemi ?
Dím k Bohu silnému, skále své: Pročež jsi zapomenul se nade mnou? Proč pro ssoužení od nepřítele v smutku mám choditi?
Nga keoklana ke kas in akkoluk lalos, Ke elos nuna siyuk na sik kas se inge, “Pia God lom an?”
Como uma espada em meus ossos, meus adversários me afrontam, enquanto me perguntam continuamente: “Onde está o seu Deus?”
Precum cu o sabie în oasele mele dușmanii mei mă ocărăsc, în timp ce îmi spun zilnic: Unde este Dumnezeul tău?
ငါ့ရန်သူများက``သင်၏ဘုရားသည် အဘယ်မှာနည်း''ဟုငါ့အားအဖန်တလဲလဲ မေးမြန်းသဖြင့် သူတို့၏စော်ကားမှုကြောင့်ငါသည်အလွန်ပင် စိတ်ပျက်အားလျော့ရပါ၏။
As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
Wie eine Zermalmung in meinen Gebeinen höhnen mich meine Bedränger, indem sie den ganzen Tag zu mir sagen: Wo ist dein Gott?
(42:11) Met een doodsteek in mijn beenderen honen mij mijn wederpartijders, als zij den gansen dag tot mij zeggen: Waar is uw God?
De hoon van mijn haters schrijnt als een steek in mijn beenderen, Omdat mij almaar gezegd wordt: “Waar blijft toch uw God!”
I miei nemici mi fanno onta, trafiggendomi fino all'ossa, Mentre mi dicono tuttodì: Dove è il tuo Dio?
My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
Like the crushing of my bones are the reproaches of the enemy, While they say to me continually, “Where is thy God?”
Jeg siger til Gud, min Klippe: Hvorfor har du glemt mig, hvorfor skal jeg vandre sorgfuld, trængt af Fjender?
(42:11) It is as death in my bones, when my assailants reproach me; when they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God?
(42-11) As with a crushing in my bones, mine adversaries taunt me; while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'
Likamata kokon ai kan mut paja ner, ni ai imwintiti lalaue ia. Pwe re kin inda n ia ran karoj: Ia om Kot?
Likamata kokon ai kan mut pasanger, ni ai imwintiti lalaue ia. Pwe re kin indang ia ran karos: Ia om Kot?
As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
Trong khi những cừu địch tôi hằng ngày hỏi rằng: Đức Chúa Trời ngươi đâu? Thì chúng nó sỉ nhục tôi khác nào làm gãy các xương cốt tôi.
As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; While they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
Ko e manuki ʻa hoku ngaahi fili, ʻoku hangē ko e heletā kuo uhu ki hoku ngaahi hui; ʻi heʻenau pehē mai kiate au ʻi he ʻaho kotoa pē, “Ko e fē ho ʻOtua?”
Mes os se brisent, quand mes ennemis m'outragent, disant chaque jour: Où est ton Dieu?
Kvazaŭ dispremante miajn ostojn, mokas min miaj malamikoj, Dirante al mi ĉiutage: Kie estas via Dio?
Je dis à Dieu, mon rocher: Pourquoi m’oublies-tu? Pourquoi dois-je marcher dans la tristesse, Sous l’oppression de l’ennemi?
Es ist als ein Mord in meinen Gebeinen, daß mich meine Feinde schmähen, wenn sie täglich zu mir sagen: Wo ist nun dein Gott?
Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, Where is thy God?
It pierces me to the heart to hear the enemy’s taunts, as all the day long they say to me, ‘Where is your God?’
It pierces me to the heart to hear the enemy’s taunts, as all the day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me; while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Trafiggendomi le ossa, i miei nemici mi fanno onta dicendomi continuamente: Dov’è il tuo Dio?
Comme une épée dans mes os, mes adversaires m'insultent, en me disant sans cesse : « Où est ton Dieu ? »
Mientras se están quebrantando mis huesos, mis enemigos me afrentan, diciéndome cada día: ¿Dónde está tu Dios?
Como un golpe mortal a mis huesos, mis adversarios me insultan, preguntándome a todas horas: “¿Dónde está tu Dios?”
Como quebrantamiento de mis huesos, mis enemigos me afrentan, diciéndome cada día: «¿Dónde está tu Dios?»
Reći ću Bogu: “Hridino moja, zašto me zaboravljaš? Zašto obilazim žalostan, pritisnut dušmanima?”
Koji mi pakoste, prebijajući kosti moje, rugaju mi se govoreći mi svaki dan: Gde ti je Bog?
Ich spreche zu Gott, der mein Fels ist: Warum hast du meiner vergessen? Warum muß ich trauernd einhergehen ob der Bedrückung durch Feinde?
אוֹמְרָ֤ה ׀ לְאֵ֥ל סַלְעִי֮ לָמָ֪ה שְׁכַ֫חְתָּ֥נִי לָֽמָּה־קֹדֵ֥ר אֵלֵ֗ךְ בְּלַ֣חַץ אוֹיֵֽב׃
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
Parejoja yan y espada gui telangjo, y enemigujo mamofeayo, anae ilegñija cada jaane nu guajo: Mano nae gaegue y Yuusmo?
With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where [is] thy God?'
Паркэ ми се сфэрымэ оаселе ку сабия кынд мэ батжокореск врэжмаший мей ши-мь зик неынчетат: „Унде есте Думнезеул тэу?”
Наче костї мої торощать, коли вороги мої ругаються з мене, кажучи цїлий день до мене: Де ж твій Бог?
Наче костї мої торощать, коли вороги мої ругаються з мене, кажучи цїлий день до мене: Де ж твій Бог?
Који ми пакосте, пребијајући кости моје, ругају ми се говорећи ми сваки дан: Где ти је Бог?
אֹומְרָ֤ה ׀ לְאֵ֥ל סַלְעִי֮ לָמָ֪ה שְׁכַ֫חְתָּ֥נִי לָֽמָּה־קֹדֵ֥ר אֵלֵ֗ךְ בְּלַ֣חַץ אֹויֵֽב׃
ברצח בעצמותי חרפוני צוררי באמרם אלי כל היום איה אלהיך׃
بِسَحْقٍ فِي عِظَامِي عَيَّرَنِي مُضَايِقِيَّ، بِقَوْلِهِمْ لِي كُلَّ يَوْمٍ: «أَيْنَ إِلَهُكَ؟».
دشمنانم به کوبیدگی در استخوانهایم مرا ملامت میکنند، چونکه همه روزه مرامی گویند: «خدای تو کجاست؟»
ငါ့ ရန်သူ တို့က၊ သင် ၏ဘုရား သခင်သည် အဘယ် မှာရှိသနည်းဟု ငါ့ ကို အစဉ် ပြော ဆိုကြသဖြင့် ၊ ငါ့အရိုးတို့ကို ချိုး၍ကဲ့ရဲ့တတ်ကြ၏။
내 뼈를 찌르는 칼 같이 내 대적이 나를 비방하여 늘 말하기를 네 하나님이 어디 있느냐 ? 하도다
私の骨を刺す剣のように、敵対する者たちは私をそしる。 彼らは絶えず、「おまえの神はどこにいるのか」と私に言う。
仿佛有刀刺入我的骨头,我的敌对者辱骂我, 他们不断问我:“你的上帝在哪里?”
我的敌人辱骂我, 好像打碎我的骨头, 不住地对我说: 你的 神在哪里呢?
我的敵人辱罵我, 好像打碎我的骨頭, 不住地對我說: 你的上帝在哪裏呢?
Meus adversários me afrontam com uma ferida mortal em meus ossos, ao me dizerem todo dia: Onde está o teu Deus?
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Mbwîzirage Nnâmahanga, nti: «Kabuye kâni ci wanyibagira mâshi?» nti: «Cirhumirage nieki nagenda ndi burhè?» nti: «Cirhumirage nieki ababisha bambuza buhunga?»
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(042-11) Wie Zermalmung meiner Gebeine ist der Hohn meiner Bedränger, da sie täglich zu mir sagen: Wo ist dein Gott?
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Las crueles palabras de mis enemigos son como una herida a mis huesos; cuando me dicen todos los días, ¿dónde está tu Dios?
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Como el que quebranta mis huesos, Mis enemigos me afrentan Mientras me dicen cada día: ¿Dónde está tu ʼElohim?
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I will say unto El Sali (G-d my Rock), Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the oyev (enemy)?
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