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Psalm 77:8 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

8 Is his mercy clean gone for ever? Doth his promise fail for evermore?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Is his mercy clean gone for ever? Doth his promise fail for evermore?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Have His mercy and loving-kindness ceased forever? Have His promises ended for all time?

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Is his lovingkindness clean gone for ever? Doth his promise fail for evermore?

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Common English Bible

8 Has his faithful love come to a complete end? Is his promise over for future generations?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 May they not become like their fathers, a perverse and exasperating generation: a generation that does not straighten their heart and whose spirit is not trustworthy with God.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 That they may not become like their fathers, a perverse end exasperating generation. A generation that set not their heart aright: and whose spirit was not faithful to God.

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Psalm 77:8
11 Cross References  

For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again; neither doth God take away life, but deviseth means, that he that is banished be not an outcast from him.


How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?


O God, why hast thou cast us off for ever? Why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?


Wilt thou not quicken us again: That thy people may rejoice in thee?


When the boughs thereof are withered, they shall be broken off; the women shall come, and set them on fire: for it is a people of no understanding; therefore he that made them will not have compassion upon them, and he that formed them will shew them no favour.


Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou indeed be unto me as a deceitful brook, as waters that fail?


After the number of the days in which ye spied out the land, even forty days, for every day a year, shall ye bear your iniquities, even forty years, and ye shall know my alienation.


God is not a man, that he should lie; Neither the son of man, that he should repent: Hath he said, and shall he not do it? Or hath he spoken, and shall he not make it good?


But it is not as though the word of God hath come to nought. For they are not all Israel, which are of Israel:


The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some count slackness; but is longsuffering to you-ward, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.


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