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Psalm 42:4 - Contemporary English Version Interconfessional Edition

4 Sorrow floods my heart, when I remember leading the worshipers to your house. I can still hear them shout their joyful praises.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: For I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, With a multitude that kept holyday.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 These things I [earnestly] remember and pour myself out within me: how I went slowly before the throng and led them in procession to the house of God [like a bandmaster before his band, timing the steps to the sound of music and the chant of song], with the voice of shouting and praise, a throng keeping festival.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

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Common English Bible

4 But I remember these things as I bare my soul: how I made my way to the mighty one’s abode, to God’s own house, with joyous shouts and thanksgiving songs— a huge crowd celebrating the festival!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 And I will enter, up to the altar of God, to God who enlivens my youthfulness. To you, O God, my God, I will confess upon a stringed instrument.

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Psalm 42:4
28 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

The Lord's people will sing as they do when they celebrate a religious festival at night. The Lord is Israel's mighty rock, and his people will be as happy as they are when they follow the sound of flutes to the mountain where he is worshiped.


It made me glad when they said, “Let's go to the house of the Lord!”


Trust God, my friends, and always tell him each of your concerns. God is our place of safety.


Look toward the mountains, people of Judah! Here comes a messenger with good news of peace. Celebrate your festivals. Keep your promises to God. Your evil enemies are destroyed and will never again invade your country.


Be thankful and praise the Lord as you enter his temple.


We enjoyed being together, when we went with others to your house, our God.


Abraham answered, “My friend, remember that while you lived, you had everything good, and Lazarus had everything bad. Now he is happy, and you are in pain.


Get up and pray for help all through the night. Pour out your feelings to the Lord, as you would pour water out of a jug. Beg him to save your people, who are starving to death at every street crossing.


I long for the past, when God took care of me,


Then on the twenty-third day of the seventh month, Solomon sent everyone home. They left very happy because of all the good things the Lord had done for David and Solomon, and for his people Israel.


I had everything when I left, but the Lord has brought me back with nothing. How can you still call me Naomi, when God has turned against me and made my life so hard?”


The purest gold is ruined and has lost its shine; jewels from the temple lie scattered in the streets.


Don't trust him when he tells you that the Lord will protect you from the king of Assyria.


for a while. Then he will come and take you away to a country just like yours, where you can plant vineyards, raise your own grain, and have plenty of olive oil and honey. Believe me, you won't starve there. Hezekiah claims the Lord will save you. But don't be fooled by him.


Why should nations ask us, “Where is your God?” Let us and the other nations see you take revenge for your servants who died a violent death.


Because of you, our enemies who live nearby laugh and joke about us.


because you are furious and have thrown me aside.


Why should the nations ask, “Where is your God?”


Because of my friends and my relatives, I will pray for peace.


Their ruler will come in at the same time they do and leave at the same time they leave.


Tell my servants, the priests, to cry inside the temple and to offer this prayer near the altar: “Save your people, Lord God! Don't let foreign nations make jokes about us. Don't let them laugh and ask, ‘Where is your God?’ ”


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