Results for my throat is dry translation from English to Afrikaans

your throat is dry
my keel is droog

lump in my throat
knop in my keel

i am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while i wait for my god.
ek sink in grondelose modder waar geen staanplek is nie; ek het in waterdieptes gekom, en die stroom loop oor my.

one day i was at home on a monday because i was sick the side of my face was swollen and my throat hurt
eendag was ek op 'n maandag by die huis omdat ek siek was, die kant van my gesig was geswel en my keel seer

their throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they have used deceit; the poison of asps is under their lips:
hulle keel is 'n oop graf, met hul tonge pleeg hulle bedrog, die gif van adders is onder hulle lippe.

for there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is very wickedness; their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.
here, lei my in u geregtigheid om my vyande ontwil; maak u weg voor my reg.

this our bread we took hot for our provision out of our houses on the day we came forth to go unto you; but now, behold, it is dry, and it is mouldy:
ons brood hier--warm het ons dit as padkos uit ons huise geneem, die dag toe ons uitgetrek het om na julle te gaan--kyk maar, nou het dit droog en verkrummeld geword.

hi , my name is maseeha bhanot and i am the head flight attendant of flight 737 air india express. where did it all start? well that’s what i want to know to. see , we were all set and ready to take off and just when we started securing doors that was when my worst nightmare became a reality. i gulped hard wincing at the pain in my throat, it was a hijack. stray bullets flew everywhere and before we knew it we were all at gunpoint by six, ravenous for blood, pakistani terrorists. we didn’t
hallo, my naam is maseeha bhanot en ek is die hoofvlugbediende van vlug 737 air india express. waar het dit alles begin? wel, dit is waarvoor ek wil weet. sien, ons was almal gereed en gereed om op te styg, en net toe ons deure begin beveilig, het my ergste nagmerrie 'n werklikheid geword. ek het hard geswoeg aan die pyn in my keel, dit was 'n kaping. verdwaalde koeëls het oral gevlieg en voor ons dit besef het, was ons almal ses, pakistanse terroriste, bloedlustig. ons het nie