Verzen

Psalm 69 vers 8

At their own table let my foes be trapped,
ensnared when for their feasting they assemble.
Their eyes be darkened so that they will stumble;
from shaking limbs let all their strength be sapped.
Pour out your fury, let it not abate,
and by your wrath let them be overtaken.
Let their encampments be left desolate;
let all their tents be utterly forsaken.

Berijmingen / Talen

Datheen   |  Revius   |  1773   |  1967   |  GKV   |  Meeuse   |  DNP   |  Engels   |  Duits 1   |  Duits 2   |  Frans   |  Spaans   |  Afrikaans