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Psalm 3:4 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

4 I cry'd, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice, And he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 With my voice I cry to the Lord, and He hears and answers me out of His holy hill. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 I cry unto Jehovah with my voice, And he answereth me out of his holy hill. [Selah

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Common English Bible

4 I cry out loud to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter-up of my head.

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Psalm 3:4
29 Cross References  

My shield and hiding-place thou art: I on thy word rely.


Thou didst me answer in the day when I to thee did cry; And thou my fainting soul with strength didst strengthen inwardly.


Upon the Lord, who worthy is of praises, will I cry; And then shall I preserved be safe from mine enemy.


Yet, notwithstanding, I have him to be my King appointed; And over Sion, my holy hill, I have him King anointed.


And now, ev'n at this present time, mine head shall lifted be Above all those that are my foes, and round encompass me: Therefore unto his tabernacle I'll sacrifices bring Of joyfulness; I'll sing, yea, I to God will praises sing.


The Lord's my strength and shield; my heart upon him did rely; And I am helped: hence my heart doth joy exceedingly, And with my song I will him praise.


I sought the Lord, he heard, and did me from all fears deliver.


This poor man cry'd, God heard, and sav'd him from all his distresses.


O send thy light forth and thy truth; let them be guides to me, And bring me to thine holy hill, ev'n where thy dwellings be.


And call upon me when in trouble thou shalt be; I will deliver thee, and thou my name shalt glorify.


Ye people, place your confidence in him continually; Before him pour ye out your heart: God is our refuge high.


O thou that art the Lord of hosts, that man is truly blest, Who by assured confidence on thee alone doth rest.


In vision to thy Holy One thou saidst, I help upon A strong one laid; out of the folk I rais'd a chosen one;


He'll call on me, I'll answer him; I will be with him still In trouble, to deliver him, and honour him I will.


Do ye exalt the Lord our God, and at his holy hill Do ye him worship: for the Lord our God is holy still.


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