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Psalm 17:1 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision

1 From them that resist thy right hand keep me, as the apple of thy eye. Protect me under the shadow of thy wings.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, Give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 HEAR THE right (my righteous cause), O Lord; listen to my shrill, piercing cry! Give ear to my prayer, that comes from unfeigned and guileless lips.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Hear the right, O Jehovah, attend unto my cry; Give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.

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Common English Bible

1 Listen to what’s right, LORD; pay attention to my cry! Listen closely to my prayer; it’s spoken by lips that don’t lie!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. For David, the servant of the Lord, who spoke the words of this canticle to the Lord, in the day that the Lord delivered him from the hand of all his enemies and from the hand of Saul. And he said:

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Psalm 17:1
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I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.


So will I sing a psalm to thy name for ever and ever: that I may pay my vows from day to day.


We are of God. He that knoweth God, heareth us. He that is not of God, heareth us not. By this we know the spirit of truth, and the spirit of error.


6 But he said: Are you also yet without understanding?


His spirit shall go forth, and he shall return into his earth: in that day all their thoughts shall perish.


1 That made men sin by word, and supplanted him that reproved them in the gate, and declined in vain from the just.


Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.


their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:


There is none among the gods like unto thee, O Lord: and there is none according to thy works.


the earth hath yielded her fruit. May God, our God bless us,


Thy hand destroyed the Gentiles, and thou plantedst them : thou didst afflict the people and cast them out.


7 For thou wilt save the humble people; but wilt bring down the eyes of the proud.


5 He hath opened a pit and dug it; and he is fallen into the hole he made.


0 I will pluck you up by the root out of my land which I have given you: and this house which I have sanctified to my name, I will cast away from before my face, and will make it a byword, and an example among all nations.


for there is no truth in their mouth; their heart is vain.


And Jesus saith to her: Woman, what is that to me and to thee? my hour is not yet come.


Unto the end. A psalm for David: The heavens shew forth the glory of God, and the firmament declareth the work of his hands.


1 I beseech thee, O Lord, let thy ear be attentive to the prayer of thy servant, and to the prayer of thy servants who desire to fear thy name: and direct thy servant this day, and give him mercy before this man. For I was the king's cupbearer.


8 In those days the house of Juda shall go to the house of Israel, and they shall come together out of the land of the north to the land which I gave to your fathers.


9 For thou art my lamp, O Lord: and thou, O Lord, wilt enlighten my darkness.


2 For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which l shall not return.


My heart is troubled within me: and the fear of death is fallen upon me.


My enemies have trodden on me all the day long; for they are many that make war against me.


Unto the end, for Idithun, a psalm of David. Shall not my soul be subject to God? for from him is my salvation.


Convert us, O God our saviour: and turn off thy anger from us.


3 For thy mercy is great towards me: and thou hast delivered my soul out of the lower hell.


0 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? or shall physicians raise to life, and give praise to thee?


For I did eat ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping.


Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.


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