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Psalm 70:1 - The Message

1-3 God! Please hurry to my rescue! God, come quickly to my side! Those who are out to get me— let them fall all over themselves. Those who relish my downfall— send them down a blind alley. Give them a taste of their own medicine, those gossips off clucking their tongues.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Make haste, O God, to deliver me; Make haste to help me, O LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 MAKE HASTE, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord!

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Make haste, O God, to deliver me; Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

1 Hurry, God, to deliver me; hurry, LORD, to help me!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 A Psalm of David. Of the sons of Jonadab and the former captives. In you, O Lord, I have hoped; do not let me be brought to ruin forever.

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Psalm 70:1
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Hurry with your answer, God! I’m nearly at the end of my rope. Don’t turn away; don’t ignore me! That would be certain death. If you wake me each morning with the sound of your loving voice, I’ll go to sleep each night trusting in you. Point out the road I must travel; I’m all ears, all eyes before you. Save me from my enemies, God— you’re my only hope! Teach me how to live to please you, because you’re my God. Lead me by your blessed Spirit into cleared and level pastureland.


God, don’t just watch from the sidelines. Come on! Run to my side! My accusers—make them lose face. Those out to get me—make them look Like idiots, while I stretch out, reaching for you, and daily add praise to praise. I’ll write the book on your righteousness, talk up your salvation all the day long, never run out of good things to write or say. I come in the power of the Lord God, I post signs marking his right-of-way.


Take a deep breath, God; calm down— don’t be so hasty with your punishing rod. Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood; my backside stings from your discipline.


Come close, God; get me out of here. Rescue me from this deathtrap.


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