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Psalm 45:11 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

11 So shall the king desire thy beauty: For he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: For he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 So will the King desire your beauty; because He is your Lord, be submissive and reverence and honor Him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 So will the king desire thy beauty; For he is thy lord; and reverence thou him.

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Common English Bible

11 Let the king desire your beauty. Because he is your master, bow down to him now.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 Be empty, and see that I am God. I will be exalted among the peoples, and I will be exalted upon the earth.

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Psalm 45:11
25 Cross References  

O come, let us worship and bow down; Let us kneel before the LORD our Maker:


For thy Maker is thine husband; the LORD of hosts is his name: and the Holy One of Israel is thy redeemer; the God of the whole earth shall he be called.


The LORD thy God is in the midst of thee, a mighty one who will save: he will rejoice over thee with joy, he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.


And they worshipped him, and returned to Jerusalem with great joy:


If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.


Yea verily, and I count all things to be loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may gain Christ,


Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of thy kingdom.


For to this end Christ died, and lived again, that he might be Lord of both the dead and the living.


The word which he sent unto the children of Israel, preaching good tidings of peace by Jesus Christ (he is Lord of all)--


Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God.


Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.


Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.


As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.


Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, For his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.


O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice: For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.


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