Psalm 118:8,9

Em outras traduções

1. KJV King James Version

   8 It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.

   9 It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in princes.

2. NIV New International Version

   8 It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   than to trust in humans.

   9 It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   than to trust in princes.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   8 *[Ps. 40:4;62:8] It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   *Ps. 146:3than to trust in man.

   9 It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   *[See ver. 8above]than to trust in princes.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   8 It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   than to trust in people.

   9 It is better to take refuge in the Lord

   than to trust in princes.

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   8 *2 Chr. 32:7, 8; Ps. 40:4; Is. 31:1, 3; 57:13; Jer. 17:5Itis better to trust in the Lord

   Than to put confidence in man.

   9 *Ps. 146:3Itis better to trust in the Lord

   Than to put confidence in princes.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   8 It is better to take refuge in the  Lord

   than to trust in humanity.  * 118:8 Ps 40:4; 108:12; Jr 17:5

   9 It is better to take refuge in the  Lord

   than to trust in nobles.  * 118:9 Ps 146:3

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   8 I will keep thy justifications: O! do not thou utterly forsake me.

   9 BETH. By what doth a young man correct his way? by observing thy words.

8. MSG The Message

   5-16 Pushed to the wall, I called to God;

   from the wide open spaces, he answered.

   God’s now at my side and I’m not afraid;

   who would dare lay a hand on me?

   God’s my strong champion;

   I flick off my enemies like flies.

   Far better to take refuge in God

   than trust in people;

   Far better to take refuge in God

   than trust in celebrities.

   Hemmed in by barbarians,

   in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt;

   Hemmed in and with no way out,

   in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt;

   Like swarming bees, like wild prairie fire, they hemmed me in;

   in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt.

   I was right on the cliff-edge, ready to fall,

   when God grabbed and held me.

   God’s my strength, he’s also my song,

   and now he’s my salvation.

   Hear the shouts, hear the triumph songs

   in the camp of the saved?

   "The hand of God has turned the tide!

   The hand of God is raised in victory!

   The hand of God has turned the tide!"