Isaiah 25:4

Em outras traduções

1. NIV New International Version

   4 You have been a refuge for the poor,

   a refuge for the needy in their distress,

   a shelter from the storm

   and a shade from the heat.

   For the breath of the ruthless

   is like a storm driving against a wall

2. ESV English Standard Version

   4 *Nah. 1:7For you have been a stronghold to the poor,

   a stronghold to the needy in his distress,

   *ch. 4:6a shelter from the storm and a shade from the heat;

   *[2 Chr. 32:18]for the breath of the ruthless is like a storm against a wall,

3. NLT New Living Translation

   4 But you are a tower of refuge to the poor, O Lord,

   a tower of refuge to the needy in distress.

   You are a refuge from the storm

   and a shelter from the heat.

   For the oppressive acts of ruthless people

   are like a storm beating against a wall,

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   4 For You have been a strength to the poor,

   A strength to the needy in his distress,

   *Is. 4:6A refuge from the storm,

   A shade from the heat;

   For the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   4 For You have been a stronghold for the helpless,

   A stronghold for the poor in his distress,

   A refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat;

   For the breath of the ruthless

   Is like a rain storm against a wall.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   4 For you have been a stronghold for the poor person,

   a stronghold for the needy  * 25:4 Mt 11:29 in his distress,

   a refuge from storms and a shade from heat.  * 25:4 Is 4:6; 32:2

   When the breath of the violent

   is like a storm against a wall,

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   4 Because thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress: a refuge from the whirlwind, a shadow from the heat. For the blast of the mighty is like a whirlwind beating against a wall.

8. MSG The Message

   1-5 God, you are my God.

   I celebrate you. I praise you.

   You’ve done your share of miracle-wonders,

   well-thought-out plans, solid and sure.

   Here you’ve reduced the city to rubble,

   the strong city to a pile of stones.

   The enemy Big City is a non-city,

   never to be a city again.

   Superpowers will see it and honor you,

   brutal oppressors bow in worshipful reverence.

   They’ll see that you take care of the poor,

   that you take care of poor people in trouble,

   Provide a warm, dry place in bad weather,

   provide a cool place when it’s hot.

   Brutal oppressors are like a winter blizzard

   and vicious foreigners like high noon in the desert.

   But you, shelter from the storm and shade from the sun,

   shut the mouths of the big-mouthed bullies.