Psalms 129
encara no hi ha cap traducció al vostre idioma, mostrant l'anglès
1A song of ascents.Since my youth they have often assailed me,let Israel now declare,
2since my youth they have often assailed me,but they have never overcome me.
3Plowers plowed across my back;they made long furrows.
4GOD, the righteous one,has snapped the cords of the wicked.
5Let all who hate Zionfall back in disgrace.
6Let them be like grass on roofsthat fades before it can be pulled up,
7that affords no handful for the reaper,no armful for the gatherer of sheaves,
8no exchange with passersby:“GOD’s blessing be upon you.”“We bless you by GOD’s name.”
WEBREATH · 11:11
«Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD» — Psalm 150:6
Breath is one for all: everyone lives by it, whoever they are and whatever they believe. Every day at 11:11 local time people stop for sixty seconds, breathe, and thank GOD for the breath — each in their own words, each within themselves. In that minute we are One Breath.
WEBREATH — the Minute at 11:11, your own local time — we are One Breath