Psalms 119:19,54 - Compare All Versions

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I am a stranger on earth; do not hide your commands from me.

Your decrees are the theme of my song wherever I lodge.

I am a sojourner on the earth; hide not your commandments from me!

Your statutes have been my songs in the house of my sojourning.

I am only a foreigner in the land. Don’t hide your commands from me!

Your decrees have been the theme of my songs wherever I have lived.

I am a resident alien on earth;  do not hide your commands from me.

Your statutes are the theme of my song during my earthly life.

I am a stranger in the earth: Hide not thy commandments from me.

Thy statutes have been my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.

I am a stranger in the earth; Do not hide Your commandments from me.

Your statutes have been my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.

Be generous with me and I’ll live a full life; not for a minute will I take my eyes off your road. Open my eyes so I can see what you show me of your miracle-wonders. I’m a stranger in these parts; give me clear directions. My soul is starved and hungry, ravenous!— insatiable for your nourishing commands. And those who think they know so much, ignoring everything you tell them—let them have it! Don’t let them mock and humiliate me; I’ve been careful to do just what you said. While bad neighbors maliciously gossip about me, I’m absorbed in pondering your wise counsel. Yes, your sayings on life are what give me delight; I listen to them as to good neighbors! * * *

Remember what you said to me, your servant— I hang on to these words for dear life! These words hold me up in bad times; yes, your promises rejuvenate me. The haters hate me without mercy, but I don’t budge from your revelation. I watch for your ancient landmark words, and know I’m on the right track. But when I see the wicked ignore your directions, I’m beside myself with anger. I set your instructions to music and sing them as I walk this pilgrim way. I meditate on your name all night, GOD, treasuring your revelation, O GOD. Still, I walk through a rain of derision because I live by your Word and counsel. * * *

I am a stranger on the earth; Do not hide Your commandments from me.

Your statutes are my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.

I am a stranger on the earth; Do not hide Your commandments from me. [Gen 47:9; 1 Chr 29:15; Ps 39:12; 2 Cor 5:6; Heb 11:13]

Your statutes are my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.

I am like a foreigner in this land. Do not hide your commands from me!

Your statutes have been my songs in the house where I live.