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Psalm 88:7 - American Standard Version 2015

Thy wrath lieth hard upon me,\par\tab And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. {\i Selah

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Your wrath lies hard upon me, and You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! [Ps. 42:7.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, And thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. [Selah

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Common English Bible

Your anger smothers me; you subdue me with it, wave after wave. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

For who among the clouds is equal to the Lord? Who among the sons of God is like God?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For who in the clouds can be compared to the Lord: or who among the sons of God shall be like to God?

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Psalm 88:7
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And if {\i my head} exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion;\par\tab And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.


For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,\par\tab The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up:\par\tab The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.


Because of thine indignation and thy wrath:\par\tab For thou hast taken me up, and cast me away.


For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me:\par\tab My moisture was changed {\i as} with the drought of summer. {\i Selah\par


{\b A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.}\par\par\tab O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thy wrath;\par\tab Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.


Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls:\par\tab All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.


I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried:\par\tab Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.


For we are consumed in thine anger,\par\tab And in thy wrath are we troubled.


For thou didst cast me into the depth, in the heart of the seas,\par\tab And the flood was round about me;\par\tab All thy waves and thy billows passed over me.


And I said, I am cast out from before thine eyes;\par\tab Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.


He that believeth on the Son hath eternal life; but he that obeyeth not the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God abideth on him.\par


who his own self bare our sins in his body upon the tree, that we, having died unto sins, might live unto righteousness; by whose stripes ye were healed.