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Psalm 88:8 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 God, who is glorified in the assembly of the saints: great and terrible above all them that are about him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, And I cannot come forth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 You have put my [familiar] friends far from me; You have made me an abomination to them. I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me; Thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

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Common English Bible

8 You’ve made my friends distant. You’ve made me disgusting to them. I can’t escape. I’m trapped!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 God is glorified by the counsel of the saints. He is great and terrible above all those who are around him.

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Psalm 88:8
18 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Be glad in the Lord, and rejoice, ye just, and glory, all ye right of heart.


And I cut off three shepherds in one month, and my soul was straitened in their regard: for their soul also varied in my regard.


At that time, the army of the king of Babylon besieged Jerusalem: and Jeremias the prophet was shut up in the court of the prison which was in the house of the king of Juda.


Thus saith the Lord, the Redeemer of Israel, his Holy One, to the soul that is despised, to the nation that is abhorred, to the servant of rulers: Kings shall see, and princes shall rise up, and adore for the Lord's sake, because he is faithful, and for the Holy One of Israel who hath chosen thee.


I have trodden the winepress alone: and of the Gentiles there is not a man with me. I have trampled on them in my indignation and have trodden them down in my wrath. And their blood is sprinkled upon my garments: and I have stained all my apparel.


Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.


and my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.


For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy good pleasure shall our horn be exalted.


They abhor me and flee far from me, and are not afraid to spit in my face.


He hath hedged in my path round about, and I cannot pass: and in my way he hath set darkness.


If he pull down, there is no man that can build up. If he shut up a man, there is none that can open.


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