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Psalm 57:8 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Awake, my glory (my inner self); awake, harp and lyre! I will awake right early [I will awaken the dawn]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

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Common English Bible

8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake the dawn itself!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 They will come to nothing, like water flowing away. He has aimed his bow, while they are being weakened.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 They shall come to nothing, like water running down; he hath bent his bow till they be weakened.

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Psalm 57:8
11 Cross References  

And they came to Jerusalem with psalteries and harps and trumpets unto the house of the LORD.


Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: Praise him with the psaltery and harp.


Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: My flesh also shall dwell in safety.


And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me; And I will offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the LORD.


To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.


Then will I go unto the altar of God, Unto God my exceeding joy: And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.


Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city: for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean.


Break forth into joy, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem: for the LORD hath comforted his people, he hath redeemed Jerusalem.


Therefore my heart was glad, and my tongue rejoiced; Moreover my flesh also shall dwell in hope:


Awake, awake, Deborah; awake, awake, utter a song: arise, Barak, and lead thy captivity captive, thou son of Abinoam.


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