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Psalm 10:12 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: Forget not the humble.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 Arise, O Lord! O God, lift up Your hand; forget not the humble [patient and crushed].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand: Forget not the poor.

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Common English Bible

12 Get up, LORD! Get your fist ready, God! Don’t forget the ones who suffer!

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Psalm 10:12
15 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Thine hand shall be lifted up upon thine adversaries, and all thine enemies shall be cut off.


When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: He forgetteth not the cry of the humble.


Now will I rise, saith the LORD; now will I be exalted; now will I lift up myself.


LORD, when thy hand is lifted up, they will not see: but they shall see, and be ashamed for their envy at the people; yea, the fire of thine enemies shall devour them.


Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth: Render a reward to the proud.


Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee From those that rise up against them.


Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? Selah.


How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?


Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: Let the heathen be judged in thy sight.


Arise, O LORD, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: And awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded.


Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; Thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.


And Samson called unto the LORD, and said, O Lord GOD, remember me, I pray thee, and strengthen me, I pray thee, only this once, O God, that I may be at once avenged of the Philistines for my two eyes.


Have mercy upon me, O LORD; Consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:


Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: Deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:


O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: Forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.


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