American Standard Version (1901)
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
89 translations of 93 that include the Old Testament
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?
Ahmuen kruekah kam hethaih to na poek paeh loe, ka mikkhraetuinawk hae nangmah ih pailang thungah na khrum paeh: to mikkhraetuinawk loe na cabu thungah oh na ai maw?
Ka poengdoenah he namah loh tae lamtah, ka mikphi he na tuitang khuiah than lah. Na cabu dongah om pawt nim?
Ka poengdoenah he namah loh tae lamtah, ka mikphi he na tuitang khuiah than lah. Na cabu dongah om pawt nim?
Ua helu oe i ko'u auwana ana: E ukuki oe i ko'u waimaka i kou omole: Aole anei ia iloko o kau buke?
You have taken account of my wanderings. Put my tears in Your bottle— are they not in Your book?
(056:9) Ou konnen tout kouri kache mwen yo. Ou konnen jan dlo koule nan je m'. Eske tout sa pa ekri nan liv ou a?
Paratum cor meum, Deus, paratum cor meum; cantabo, et psalmum dicam.
You have seen my wanderings; put the drops from my eyes into your bottle; are they not in your record?
Échapperont-ils par l’iniquité ? Dans ta colère, ô Dieu, précipite les peuples !
Za nešlechetnost-liž zniknou pomsty? V prchlivosti, ó Bože, smeceš lidi ty.
Kom etu lupan fosrnga luk; Kom etu lupan tung luk. Ya ma inge tia simla in book nutum?
Tu contas as minhas peregrinações. Recolhes as minhas lágrimas em teu odre. Acaso não estão no teu livro?
Tu istorisești rătăcirile mele, pune lacrimile mele în burduful tău, nu sunt ele în cartea ta?
My heart, O God, is ready, my heart is ready: I will sing, yea will sing psalms.
ကျွန်တော်မျိုးသည်အတိဒုက္ခရောက်လျက်ရှိ သည်ကို ကိုယ်တော်ရှင်သိတော်မူပါ၏။ ကိုယ်တော်ရှင်သည်ကျွန်တော်မျိုး၏မျက်ရည်ပေါက် များကိုစာရင်းပြု၍ထားတော်မူပြီ။ ကိုယ်တော်ရှင်၏စာစောင်တွင်စာရင်းပြု၍ထားသည် မဟုတ်ပါလော။
Thou countest my wanderings; put my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Mein Umherirren zählst du. Lege in deinen Schlauch meine Tränen; sind sie nicht in deinem Buche?
(56:9) Gij hebt mijn omzwerven geteld; leg mijn tranen in uw fles; zijn zij niet in Uw register?
Gij hebt mijn ellende geteld, Mijn tranen in uw kruik verzameld. Hebt Gij het zelf niet beloofd,
Tu hai contate le mie fughe; Riponi le mie lagrime ne' tuoi barili; Non sono elleno nel tuo registro?
My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.
Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
Count thou my wanderings; Put my tears into thy bottle! Are they not recorded in thy book?
Gengæld du dem det onde, stød Folkene ned i Vrede, o Gud!
(56:9) My wanderings hast thou well numbered: put thou my tears into thy bottle; behold, they are numbered by thee.
(56-9) Thou has counted my wanderings; put Thou my tears into Thy bottle; are they not in Thy book?
Kom kotin wadok pena al en ai pitilar akan, o kotin kolekol pena pil en maj ai nan japwilim omui dal o. Pwe kaidin karoj kileledier nan japwilim omui puk o?
Kom kotin wadok pena al en ai pitilar akan, o kotin kolekol pena pil en mas ai nan sapwilim omui dal o. Pwe kaidin karos kileledier nan sapwilim omui puk o?
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Chúa đếm các bước đi qua đi lại của tôi: Xin Chúa để nước mắt tôi trong ve của Chúa, Nước mắt tôi há chẳng được ghi vào sổ Chúa sao?
Thou tellest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle: Are they not in thy book?
ʻOku ke lau ʻa ʻeku ʻalu fano pē: ke ke ʻutu hoku ngaahi loʻimata ki hoʻo hina: ʻikai ʻoku nau tuʻu ʻi hoʻo tohi?
Tu comptes mes allées et mes venues; mets mes larmes dans tes vaisseaux; ne sont-elles pas dans ton livre?
Mian vagadon Vi kalkulis; Metu miajn larmojn en Vian felsakon, Ili estas ja en Via libro.
C’est par l’iniquité qu’ils espèrent échapper: Dans ta colère, ô Dieu, précipite les peuples!
Zähle die Wege meiner Flucht; fasse meine Tränen in deinen Krug. Ohne Zweifel, du zählst sie.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
You have taken account of my wanderings. Put my tears in Your bottle—are they not in Your book?
Thou numberest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
You yourself count my wanderings. Put in your bottle my tears are they not in your book?
You yourself count my wanderings. Put in your bottle my tears are they not in your book?
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle; are they not in thy book?
Tu conti i passi della mia vita errante; raccogli le mie lacrime negli otri tuoi; non sono esse nel tuo registro?
Tu comptes mes errances. Tu recueilles mes larmes dans ton outre. Ne sont-elles pas inscrites dans ton livre ?
Mis huídas has tú contado: pon mis lágrimas en tu redoma: ¿no están ellas en tu libro?
Tú llevas la cuenta de mis huidas. Recoges mis lágrimas en tu frasco. ¿Acaso no están anotadas en tu libro?
Tú cuentas mis huidas. Pon mis lágrimas en tu redoma. ¿Acaso no están en tu libro?
Plati im prema bezakonju, u gnjevu, o Bože, obori pogane!
U Tebe je izbrojano moje potucanje, suze se moje čuvaju u sudu kod Tebe, one su u knjizi Tvojoj.
Ob des Frevels vergilt ihnen; stürze, o Gott, im Zorne die Völker!
My heart, O God, is ready, My heart is ready: I will sing, yea will sing psalms.
עַל־אָ֥וֶן פַּלֶּט־לָ֑מוֹ בְּ֝אַ֗ף עַמִּ֤ים ׀ הוֹרֵ֬ד אֱלֹהִֽים׃
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
Jago sumangan y jinanaojo; polo gui jalom boteyamo y lagojo: manaegüe sija gui leblomo?
My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou — place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου, ὁ Θεός, ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου, ᾄσομαι καὶ ψαλῶ ἐν τῇ δόξῃ μου.
Ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου ὁ Θεὸς, ἑτοίμη ἡ καρδία μου, ᾄσομαι καὶ ψαλῶ.
Ту нумерь паший веций меле де прибяг; пуне-мь лакримиле ын бурдуфул Тэу! Ну сунт еле скрисе ын картя Та?
Блуканнє моє залїчене в тебе. Збери сльози мої в посудину твою; чи не записані вони в тебе?
Блуканнє моє залїчене в тебе. Збери сльози мої в посудину твою; чи не записані вони в тебе?
У Тебе је избројано моје потуцање, сузе се моје чувају у суду код Тебе, оне су у књизи Твојој.
Готово сердце мое, Боже, готово сердце мое: буду петь и славить.
עַל־אָ֥וֶן פַּלֶּט־לָ֑מֹו בְּ֝אַ֗ף עַמִּ֤ים ׀ הֹורֵ֬ד אֱלֹהִֽים׃
נדי ספרתה אתה שימה דמעתי בנאדך הלא בספרתך׃
تَيَهَانِي رَاقَبْتَ. ٱجْعَلْ أَنْتَ دُمُوعِي فِي زِقِّكَ. أَمَا هِيَ فِي سِفْرِكَ؟
تو آوارگیهای مرا تقریر کردهای. اشکهایم را در مشک خود بگذار. آیا این در دفتر تو نیست؟
အကျွန်ုပ် သည် အရပ်ရပ်လည် ရသောအခြင်း အရာတို့ကို ကိုယ်တော် မှတ် ၍ အကျွန်ုပ် မျက်ရည် တို့ကို ဘူး တော်ထဲ မှာ ထည့် တော်မူပါ။ စာရင်း တော်၌ ရှိပါသည် မဟုတ် လော။
나의 유리함을 주께서 계수하셨으니 나의 눈물을 주의 병에 담으소서 ! 이것이 주의 책에 기록되지 아니하였나이까 ?
あなたは私のさすらいを数えておられる。 私の涙をあなたの器に入れてください。 それらはあなたの書に記されているのではないか。
你数算我的流离。 你把我的眼泪装在你的器皿里。 难道不都记在你的册上吗?
我几次流离,你都记数; 求你把我眼泪装在你的皮袋里。 这不都记在你册子上吗?
我幾次流離,你都記數; 求你把我眼淚裝在你的皮袋裏。 這不都記在你冊子上嗎?
Tu contaste as voltas que dei por causa de meu sofrimento; põe minhas lágrimas em teu odre; não estão elas em teu livro?
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Nyamuzinda mâshi, obalengere oku bubî bwâbo bunakwânîne, orhang’iluba oher’embaga.
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(056-9) Du zählst, wie oft ich fliehen muß; sammle meine Tränen in deinen Schlauch! Stehen sie nicht in deinem Buch?
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Tu llevas en cuenta mis huidas; tú recoges cada una de mis lágrimas; ¿no están en tu registro?
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Tomaste en cuenta mis huidas. Coloca mis lágrimas en tu botella. ¿No están ellas en tu rollo?
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Shall they escape by iniquity? In Thine anger cast down the amim (peoples), O Elohim.
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