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Psalm 45:11 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision

11 Unto the end, for the sons of Core, for the hidden. Our God is our refuge and strength: a helper in troubles, which have found us exceedingly.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: For he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 So will the King desire your beauty; because He is your Lord, be submissive and reverence and honor Him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 So will the king desire thy beauty; For he is thy lord; and reverence thou him.

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Common English Bible

11 Let the king desire your beauty. Because he is your master, bow down to him now.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 Be empty, and see that I am God. I will be exalted among the peoples, and I will be exalted upon the earth.

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Psalm 45:11
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Sing ye to the Lord and bless his name: shew forth his salvation from day to day.


3 All thy children shall be taught of the Lord: and great shall be the peace of thy children.


And now thus saith the Lord of hosts: Set your hearts to consider your ways.


This man came for a witness, to give testimony of the light, that all men might believe through him.


6 Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.


7 Be ye followers of me, brethren, and observe them who walk so as you have our model.


3 All the glory of the king's daughter is within in golden borders,


8 For he that in this serveth Christ, pleaseth God, and is approved of men.


4 While Peter was yet speaking these words, the Holy Ghost fell on all them that heard the word.


Jesus therefore said to them: Children, have you any meat? They answered him: No.


2 I knew not: my soul troubled me for the chariots of Aminadab.


5 The fountain of gardens: the well of living waters, which run with a strong stream from Libanus.


0 Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.


For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.


I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and the harts of the fields, that you stir not up, nor awake my beloved, till she please.


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