Isaiah 64:7

Em outras traduções

1. KJV King James Version

   7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.*64.7 consumed: Heb. melted*64.7 because: Heb. by the hand

2. ESV English Standard Version

   7 *ch. 43:22;Hos. 7:7There is no one who calls upon your name,

   who rouses himself to take hold of you;

   for you have hidden your face from us,

   and have made us melt in*64:7 Masoretic Text; Septuagint, Syriac, Targum have delivered us into the hand of our iniquities.

3. NLT New Living Translation

   7 Yet no one calls on your name

   or pleads with you for mercy.

   Therefore, you have turned away from us

   and turned us over*64:7 As in Greek, Syriac, and Aramaic versions; Hebrew reads melted us. to our sins.

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   7 And thereis no one who calls on Your name,

   Who stirs himself up to take hold of You;

   For You have hidden Your face from us,

   And have consumed us because of our iniquities.

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   7 There is no one who calls on Your name,

   Who stirs himself to take hold of You;

   For You have hidden Your face from us

   And have *64:7 As in DSS and ancient versions; MT meltedsurrendered us to the power of our wrongdoings.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   7 No one calls on your name,

   striving to take hold of you.

   For you have hidden your face from us  * 64:7 Is 54:8

   and made us melt because of  * 64:7 LXX, Syr, Vg, Tg read and delivered us into the hand of,* 64:7 Lit melt by the hand of our iniquity.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   7 There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.

8. MSG The Message

   1-7 Oh, that you would rip open the heavens and descend,

   make the mountains shudder at your presence—

   As when a forest catches fire,

   as when fire makes a pot to boil—

   To shock your enemies into facing you,

   make the nations shake in their boots!

   You did terrible things we never expected,

   descended and made the mountains shudder at your presence.

   Since before time began

   no one has ever imagined,

   No ear heard, no eye seen, a God like you

   who works for those who wait for him.

   You meet those who happily do what is right,

   who keep a good memory of the way you work.

   But how angry you’ve been with us!

   We’ve sinned and kept at it so long!

   Is there any hope for us? Can we be saved?

   We’re all sin-infected, sin-contaminated.

   Our best efforts are grease-stained rags.

   We dry up like autumn leaves—

   sin-dried, we’re blown off by the wind.

   No one prays to you

   or makes the effort to reach out to you

   Because you’ve turned away from us,

   left us to stew in our sins.