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Psalm 65:4 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

4 Bless'd is the man whom thou dost chuse, and mak'st approach to thee, That he within thy courts, O Lord, may still a dweller be: We surely shall be satisfy'd with thy abundant grace, And with the goodness of thy house, ev'n of thy holy place.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, That he may dwell in thy courts: We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is the man whom You choose and cause to come near, that he may dwell in Your courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, That he may dwell in thy courts: We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, Thy holy temple.

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Common English Bible

4 How happy is the one you choose to bring close, the one who lives in your courtyards! We are filled full by the goodness of your house, by the holiness of your temple.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 Let all the earth adore you and sing psalms to you. May it sing a psalm to your name.

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Psalm 65:4
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Bless'd are they in thy house that dwell, they ever give thee praise.


Goodness and mercy all my life shall surely follow me: And in God's house for evermore my dwelling-place shall be.


They with the fatness of thy house shall be well satisfy'd; From rivers of thy pleasures thou wilt drink to them provide.


That nation blessed is, whose God JEHOVAH is, and those A blessed people are, whom for his heritage he chose.


But know, that for himself the Lord the godly man doth choose: The Lord, when I on him do call, to hear will not refuse.


Ev'n as with marrow and with fat my soul shall filled be; Then shall my mouth with joyful lips sing praises unto thee:


Within thy tabernacle, Lord, who shall abide with thee? And in thy high and holy hill who shall a dweller be?


Ye gates, lift up your heads on high; ye doors that last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King of glory enter may.


But as for me, I thine own face in righteousness will see; And with thy likeness, when I wake, I satisfy'd shall be.


For Jacob to himself the Lord did chuse of his good pleasure, And he hath chosen Israel for his peculiar treasure.


My wounds do stink, and are corrupt; my folly makes it so.


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