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Psalm 145:10 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

10 Thee all thy works shall praise, O Lord, and thee thy saints shall bless;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 All thy works shall praise thee, O LORD; And thy saints shall bless thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 All Your works shall praise You, O Lord, and Your loving ones shall bless You [affectionately and gratefully shall Your saints confess and praise You]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 All thy works shall give thanks unto thee, O Jehovah; And thy saints shall bless thee.

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Common English Bible

10 All that you have made gives thanks to you, LORD; all your faithful ones bless you!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 The Lord shall reign forever: your God, O Zion, from generation to generation.

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Psalm 145:10
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The heav'ns God's glory do declare, the skies his hand-works preach:


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.


How manifold, Lord, are thy works! in wisdom wonderful Thou ev'ry one of them hast made; earth's of thy riches full:


Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice; express your thankfulness, When ye into your memory do call his holiness.


Within the congregations bless God with one accord: From Isr'el's fountain do ye bless and praise the mighty Lord.


Ye righteous, in the Lord be glad, in him do ye rejoice: All ye that upright are in heart, for joy lift up your voice.


O ye that are his holy ones, sing praise unto the Lord; And give unto him thanks, when ye his holiness record.


Praise ye the Lord, who do him fear; him glorify all ye The seed of Jacob: fear him all that Isr'el's children be.


For but a moment lasts his wrath; life in his favour lies: Weeping may for a night endure, at morn doth joy arise.


I'll praise thee 'mong the people, Lord; 'mong nations sing will I:


For God will Judah's cities build, and he will Sion save, That they may dwell therein, and it in sure possession have.


And in his glory excellent let all his saints rejoice: Let them to him upon their beds aloud lift up their voice.


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