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Psalm 40:2 - Tree of Life Version

2 I waited patiently for Adonai. He bent down to me and heard my cry.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 He drew me up out of a horrible pit [a pit of tumult and of destruction], out of the miry clay (froth and slime), and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

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Common English Bible

2 He lifted me out of the pit of death, out of the mud and filth, and set my feet on solid rock. He steadied my legs.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Blessed is he who shows understanding toward the needy and the poor. The Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

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Psalm 40:2
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From Adonai a man’s steps are made firm, when He delights in his way.


Direct my footsteps in Your word, and let no iniquity get mastery over me.


For in the day of trouble He will hide me in His sukkah, conceal me in the shelter of His tent, and set me high upon a rock.


Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer.


You made me see many troubles and evils —You will revive me again— from the depths of the earth You will bring me up again.


For great is Your lovingkindness toward me. You have delivered my soul from the lowest part of Sheol.


Save me, O God, for the waters have reached my soul.


As for you also, by the blood of your covenant, I will release your prisoners from the waterless Pit.


You gave me the shield of Your salvation. Your right hand upholds me, Your gentleness makes me great.


But God raised Him up, releasing Him from the pains of death, since it was impossible for Him to be held by it.


For an enemy pursues my soul. He crushes my life down to the ground. He makes me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.


My steps have kept on Your paths. My feet have not slipped.


The ropes of death entangled me, and the torments of Sheol found me. I found trouble and sorrow.


and throw them into the fiery furnace; in that place will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.


They will be gathered together, like prisoners in the Pit, and will be shut up in the prison, and after many days be punished.


In my distress I called on Adonai, and cried to my God for help. From His Temple He heard my voice, my cry before Him came into His ears.


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