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Psalm 104:35 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

35 From earth let sinners be consum'd, let ill men no more be. O thou my soul, bless thou the Lord. Praise to the Lord give ye.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

35 Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

35 Let sinners be consumed from the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless (affectionately, gratefully praise) the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord! (Hallelujah!)

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American Standard Version (1901)

35 Let sinners be consumed out of the earth. And let the wicked be no more. Bless Jehovah, O my soul. Praise ye Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

35 Let sinners be wiped clean from the earth; let the wicked be no more. But let my whole being bless the LORD! Praise the LORD!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

35 And it devoured all the grass in their land, and it consumed all the fruit of their land.

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Psalm 104:35
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O bless the Lord, all ye his works, wherewith the world is stor'd In his dominions ev'ry where. My soul, bless thou the Lord.


But those men that transgressors are shall be destroy'd together; The latter end of wicked men shall be cut off for ever.


Bless'd be JEHOVAH, Isr'el's God, to all eternity: Let all the people say, Amen. Praise to the Lord give ye.


That they his statutes might observe according to his word; And that they might his laws obey. Give praise unto the Lord.


Yea, all the wicked of the land early destroy will I; All from God's city to cut off that work iniquity.


In wrath consume them, them consume, that so they may not be: And that in Jacob God doth rule to th' earth's ends let them see.


The wicked are not so; But like they are unto the chaff, which wind drives to and fro.


For, lo, they that are far from thee for ever perish shall; Them that a whoring from thee go thou hast destroyed all.


Bless God, my soul. O Lord my God, thou art exceeding great; With honour and with majesty thou clothed art in state.


The Lord preserves all who him love, that nought can them annoy: But he all those that wicked are will utterly destroy.


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