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Psalm 118:17 - King James Version - American Edition

I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

I shall not die, but live, And declare the works of the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

I shall not die but live, and shall declare the works and recount the illustrious acts of the Lord.

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American Standard Version (1901)

I shall not die, but live, And declare the works of Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

I won’t die—no, I will live and declare what the LORD has done.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

GHIMEL. Repay your servant, revive me; and I will keep your words.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Give bountifully to thy servant, enliven me: and I shall keep thy words.

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Psalm 118:17
13 Tagairtí Cros  

And let them sacrifice the sacrifices of thanksgiving, and declare his works with rejoicing.


With my lips have I declared all the judgments of thy mouth.


One generation shall praise thy works to another, and shall declare thy mighty acts.


I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy loving-kindness and thy truth from the great congregation.


Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.


For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?


But it is good for me to draw near to God: I have put my trust in the Lord God, that I may declare all thy works.


The Lord hath brought forth our righteousness: come, and let us declare in Zion the work of the Lord our God.


Art thou not from everlasting, O Lord my God, mine Holy One? We shall not die. O Lord, thou hast ordained them for judgment; and, O mighty God, thou hast established them for correction.


When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.