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Psalm 88:16 - Revised Standard Version

16 Thy wrath has swept over me; thy dread assaults destroy me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 Your fierce wrath has swept over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 Thy fierce wrath is gone over me; Thy terrors have cut me off.

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Common English Bible

16 Your fiery anger has overwhelmed me; your terrors have destroyed me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 Blessed is the people that knows jubilation. They will walk in the light of your countenance, O Lord,

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Psalm 88:16
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for the great day of their wrath has come, and who can stand before it?”


Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, having become a curse for us—for it is written, “Cursed be every one who hangs on a tree” —


He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, will he not also give us all things with him?


And after the sixty-two weeks, an anointed one shall be cut off, and shall have nothing; and the people of the prince who is to come shall destroy the city and the sanctuary. Its end shall come with a flood, and to the end there shall be war; desolations are decreed.


By oppression and judgment he was taken away; and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people?


because of thy indignation and anger; for thou hast taken me up and thrown me away.


Who considers the power of thy anger, and thy wrath according to the fear of thee?


For we are consumed by thy anger; by thy wrath we are overwhelmed.


How long, O Lord? Wilt thou hide thyself for ever? How long will thy wrath burn like fire?


Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.


My flesh trembles for fear of thee, and I am afraid of thy judgments.


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