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Psalm 7:6 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

6 Rise in thy wrath, Lord, raise thyself, for my foes raging be; And, to the judgment which thou hast commanded, wake for me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Arise, O LORD, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: And awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 Arise, O Lord, in Your anger; lift up Yourself against the rage of my enemies; and awake [and stir up] for me the justice and vindication [that] You have commanded.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 Arise, O Jehovah, in thine anger; Lift up thyself against the rage of mine adversaries, And awake for me; thou hast commanded judgment.

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Common English Bible

6 Get up, LORD; get angry! Stand up against the fury of my foes! Wake up, my God; you command that justice be done!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 let the enemy pursue my soul, and take hold of it, and trample my life into the earth, and drag down my glory into the dust.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.

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Psalm 7:6
21 Cross References  

God righteous judgment executes for all oppressed ones.


For poor oppress'd, and for the sighs of needy, rise will I, Saith God, and him in safety set from such as him defy.


Though I in midst of trouble walk, I life from thee shall have: 'Gainst my foes' wrath thou'lt stretch thine hand; thy right hand shall me save.


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.


Arise, O Lord; save me, my God; for thou my foes hast stroke All on the cheek-bone, and the teeth of wicked men hast broke.


Plead, Lord, with those that plead; and fight with those that fight with me.


Stir up thyself; wake, that thou may'st judgment to me afford, Ev'n to my cause, O thou that art my only God and Lord.


Rise, Lord, cast us not ever off; awake, why dost thou sleep?


Rise for our help, and us redeem, ev'n for thy mercies' sake.


Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts, thou God of Israel, To visit heathen all: spare none that wickedly rebel.


Ev'n like unto a dream, when one from sleeping doth arise; So thou, O Lord, when thou awak'st, their image shalt despise.


To these long desolations thy feet lift, do not tarry; For all the ills thy foes have done within thy sanctuary.


But then the Lord arose, as one that doth from sleep awake; And like a giant that, by wine refresh'd, a shout doth make:


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