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Psalm 143:6 - Revised Version 1885

6 I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. Selah

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 I stretch forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 I spread forth my hands to You; my soul thirsts after You like a thirsty land [for water]. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. [Selah

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Common English Bible

6 I stretch out my hands to you; my whole being is like dry dirt, thirsting for you. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.

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Psalm 143:6
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O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee, In a dry and weary land, where no water is.


If thou set thine heart aright, And stretch out thine hands toward him;


Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O LORD, I have spread forth my hands unto thee.


My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh cry out unto the living God.


If we have forgotten the name of our God, Or spread forth our hands to a strange god;


And the glowing sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water: in the habitation of jackals, where they lay, shall be grass with reeds and rushes.


Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink.


And Moses said unto him, As soon as I am gone out of the city, I will spread abroad my hands unto the LORD; the thunders shall cease, neither shall there be any more hail; that thou mayest know that the earth is the LORD'S.


As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as an hireling that looketh for his wages:


My tears have been my meat day and night, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?


Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? Shall they that are deceased arise and praise thee? Selah


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