Against his people kindled was the wrath of God therefore, Insomuch that he did his own inheritance abhor.
Psalm 74:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) O call to thy rememberance thy congregation, Which thou hast purchased of old; still think the same upon: The rod of thine inheritance, which thou redeemed hast, This Sion hill, wherein thou hadst thy dwelling in times past. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old; The rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed; This mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [Earnestly] remember Your congregation which You have acquired of old, which You have redeemed to be the tribe of Your heritage; remember Mount Zion, where You have dwelt. American Standard Version (1901) Remember thy congregation, which thou hast gotten of old, Which thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance; And mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt. Common English Bible Remember your congregation that you took as your own long ago, that you redeemed to be the tribe of your own possession— remember Mount Zion, where you dwell. Catholic Public Domain Version We will confess to you, O God. We will confess, and we will call upon your name. We will describe your wonders. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version We will praise thee, O God: we will praise, and we will call upon thy name. We will relate thy wondrous works: |
Against his people kindled was the wrath of God therefore, Insomuch that he did his own inheritance abhor.
For Jacob to himself the Lord did chuse of his good pleasure, And he hath chosen Israel for his peculiar treasure.
That nation blessed is, whose God JEHOVAH is, and those A blessed people are, whom for his heritage he chose.
Why do ye leap, ye mountains high? this is the hill where God Desires to dwell; yea, God in it for aye will make abode.
To thine own people with thine arm thou didst redemption bring; To Jacob's sons, and to the tribes of Joseph that do spring.
O sing ye praises to the Lord, that dwells in Sion hill; And all the nations among his deeds record ye still.
When he enquireth after blood, he then rememb'reth them: The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his name.
For sure the Lord will not cast off those that his people be, Neither his own inheritance quit and forsake will he: