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Psalm 43:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

2 For thou the God art of my strength; why thrusts thou me thee fro'? For th' enemy's oppression why do I mourning go?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 For thou art the God of my strength: why dost thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 For You are the God of my strength [my Stronghold–in Whom I take refuge]; why have You cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

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Common English Bible

2 Because you are my God, my protective fortress! Why have you rejected me? Why do I have to walk around, sad, oppressed by enemies?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 We have heard, O God, with our own ears. Our fathers have announced to us the work that you wrought in their days and in the days of antiquity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 We have heard, O God, with our ears: our fathers have declared to us, The work, thou hast wrought in their days, and in the days of old.

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Psalm 43:2
17 Cross References  

O God the Lord, who art the strength of my salvation: A cov'ring in the day of war my head thou hast put on.


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.


And sith thou art my strength, therefore pull me out of the net, Which they in subtilty for me so privily have set.


'Tis as a sword within my bones, when my foes me upbraid; Ev'n when by them, Where is thy God? 'tis daily to me said.


And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' oppression, thus mourning do I go?


But now we are cast off by thee, and us thou putt'st to shame; And when our armies do go forth, thou go'st not with the same.


O do not cast me off, when as old age doth overtake me; And when my strength decayed is, then do not thou forsake me.


For ever will the Lord cast off, and gracious be no more?


Distress'd am I, and from my youth I ready am to die; Thy terrors I have borne, and am distracted fearfully.


For sure the Lord will not cast off those that his people be, Neither his own inheritance quit and forsake will he:


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