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Psalm 88:7 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Your wrath lies hard upon me, and You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! [Ps. 42:7.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. [Selah

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Common English Bible

7 Your anger smothers me; you subdue me with it, wave after wave. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 For who among the clouds is equal to the Lord? Who among the sons of God is like God?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 For who in the clouds can be compared to the Lord: or who among the sons of God shall be like to God?

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Psalm 88:7
14 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.


who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.


For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.


He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life: and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him.


For thou hadst cast me into the deep, in the midst of the seas; And the floods compassed me about: All thy billows and thy waves passed over me.


Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: For thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.


For we are consumed by thine anger, And by thy wrath are we troubled.


O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.


For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.


For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: And again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.


I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.


Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.


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