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Psalm 31:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

2 Bow down thine ear to me, with speed send me deliverance: To save me, my strong rock be thou, and my house of defence.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Bow down thine ear to me; deliver me speedily: Be thou my strong rock, for an house of defence to save me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Bow down Your ear to me, deliver me speedily! Be my Rock of refuge, a strong Fortress to save me!

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Bow down thine ear unto me; deliver me speedily: Be thou to me a strong rock, A house of defence to save me.

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Common English Bible

2 Listen closely to me! Deliver me quickly; be a rock that protects me; be a strong fortress that saves me!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Blessed is the man to whom the Lord has not imputed sin, and in whose spirit there is no deceit.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Blessed is the man to whom the Lord hath not imputed sin, and in whose spirit there is no guile.

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Psalm 31:2
24 Cross References  

And in the day of my distress hide not thy face from me. Give ear to me; what time I call, to answer me make haste:


My voice, Lord, do thou hear: Unto my supplication's voice give an attentive ear.


Haste, Lord, to hear, my spirit fails: hide not thy face from me; Lest like to them I do become that go down to the dust.


O Lord, I trust in thee: My God, let me not be asham'd, nor foes triumph o'er me.


I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and saviour, my God, no tarrying make.


In God my glory placed is, and my salvation sure; In God the rock is of my strength, my refuge most secure.


Nor from thy servant hide thy face: I'm troubled, soon attend.


Lest that the enemy my soul should, like a lion, tear, In pieces rending it, while there is no deliverer.


O God, the heathen enter'd have thine heritage; by them Defiled is thy house: on heaps they laid Jerusalem.


O Lord, do thou bow down thine ear, and hear me graciously; Because I sore afflicted am, and am in poverty.


Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in generations all.


Because the Lord, who constantly my refuge is alone, Ev'n the most High, is made by thee thy habitation;


But of my refuge God's the rock, and my defence from them.


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