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Psalm 114:4 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

4 The mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 The mountains skipped like rams, And the little hills like lambs.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 The mountains skipped like rams, the little hills like lambs.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 The mountains skipped like rams, The little hills like lambs.

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Common English Bible

4 The mountains leaped away like rams; the hills leaped away like lambs!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 And so, I called upon the name of the Lord. O Lord, free my soul.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 and I called upon the name of the Lord. O Lord, deliver my soul.

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Psalm 114:4
14 Références croisées  

Then the earth reeled and rocked; the foundations also of the mountains trembled and reeled because he was angry.


He makes Lebanon skip like a calf and Sirion like a young wild ox.


Surely everyone goes about like a shadow. Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; they heap up and do not know who will gather.


Why do you look with envy, O many-peaked mountain, at the mount that God desired for his abode, where the Lord will reside forever?


Now all of Mount Sinai was wrapped in smoke, because the Lord had descended upon it in fire; the smoke went up like the smoke of a kiln, while the whole mountain shook violently.


When all the people witnessed the thunder and lightning, the sound of the trumpet, and the mountain smoking, they were afraid and trembled and stood at a distance


The mountains quake before him, and the hills melt; the earth heaves before him, the world and all who live in it.


He stopped and shook the earth; he looked and made the nations tremble. The eternal mountains were shattered; along his ancient pathways the everlasting hills sank low.


Was your wrath against the rivers, O Lord, or your anger against the rivers or your rage against the sea, when you drove your horses, your chariots to victory?


Then I saw a great white throne and the one who sat on it; the earth and the heaven fled from his presence, and no place was found for them.


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