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Psalm 40:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

2 He took me from a fearful pit, and from the miry clay, And on a rock he set my feet, establishing my way.

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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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: the Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

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Psalm 40:2
24 Cross References  

Of death the cords and sorrows did about me compass round; The pains of hell took hold on me, I grief and trouble found.


O let my footsteps in thy word aright still order'd be: Let no iniquity obtain dominion over me.


For th' en'my hath pursu'd my soul, my life to ground down tread: In darkness he hath made me dwell, as who have long been dead.


Hold up my goings, Lord, me guide in those thy paths divine, So that my footsteps may not slide out of those ways of thine.


And in my way my steps thou hast enlarged under me, That I go safely, and my feet are kept from sliding free.


Th' earth, as affrighted, then did shake, trembling upon it seiz'd: The hills' foundations moved were, because he was displeas'd.


For he in his pavilion shall me hide in evil days; In secret of his tent me hide, and on a rock me raise.


A good man's footsteps by the Lord are ordered aright; And in the way wherein he walks he greatly doth delight.


From th' utmost corner of the land my cry to thee I'll send. What time my heart is overwhelm'd, and in perplexity, Do thou me lead unto the Rock that higher is than I.


I downward in deep mire do sink, where standing there is none: I am into deep waters come, where floods have o'er me gone.


Thou, Lord, who great adversities, and sore, to me didst show, Shalt quicken, and bring me again from depths of earth below.


Because thy mercy toward me in greatness doth excel; And thou deliver'd hast my soul out from the lowest hell.


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