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Psalm 50:17 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision

17 Unto the end, a psalm of David, when Nathan the prophet came to him after he had sinned with Bethsabee. Have mercy on me, O God, according to thy great mercy. And according to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my iniquity.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 Seeing thou hatest instruction, And castest my words behind thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Seeing that you hate instruction and correction and cast My words behind you [discarding them]?

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 Seeing that thou hatest instruction, And castest my words behind thee?

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Common English Bible

17 You hate discipline, and you toss my words behind your back.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

17 O Lord, you will open my lips, and my mouth will announce your praise.

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Psalm 50:17
18 Cross References  

4 And the Lord hath appointed himself a king over Israel, who shall cut off the house of Jeroboam in this day, and in this time:


1 Yet in thy very many mercies thou didst not utterly consume them, nor forsake them: because thou art a merciful and gracious God.


4 Cast in thy lot with us, let us all have one purse.


A man shall be known by his learning: but he that is vain and foolish, shall be exposed to contempt.


7 It is better to be invited to herbs with love, than to a fatted calf with hatred.


He that teacheth a scorner, doth an injury to himself: and he that rebuketh a wicked man, getteth himself a blot.


IN the year that king Ozias died, I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne high and elevated: and his train filled the temple.


0 Shall evil be rendered for good, because they have digged a pit for my soul? Remember that I have stood in thy sight, so speak good for them, and turn away thy indignation from them.


7 For behold I will send among you serpents, basilisks, against which there is no charm: and they shall bite you, saith the Lord.


0 Your labour shall be spent in vain, the ground shall not bring forth her increase, nor the trees yield their fruit.


8 You yourselves do bear me witness, that I said, I am not Christ, but that I am sent before him.


Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness, and patience, and longsuffering? Knowest thou not, that the benignity of God leadeth thee to penance?


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