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Psalm 134:1 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

Behold, bless ye the Lord, all ye that his attendants are, Ev'n you that in God's temple be, and praise him nightly there.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Behold, bless ye the LORD, All ye servants of the LORD, Which by night stand in the house of the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

BEHOLD, BLESS (affectionately and gratefully praise) the Lord, all you servants of the Lord, [singers] who by night stand in the house of the Lord. [I Chron. 9:33.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

Behold, bless ye Jehovah, all ye servants of Jehovah, That by night stand in the house of Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

All you who serve the LORD: bless the LORD right now! All you who minister in the LORD’s house at night: bless God!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Alleluia. Praise the name of the Lord. You servants, praise the Lord.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Alleluia. Praise ye the name of the Lord: O you his servants, praise the Lord:

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Psalm 134:1
32 Tagairtí Cros  

O bless and magnify the Lord, ye glorious hosts of his; Ye ministers, that do fulfil whate'er his pleasure is.


Praise God: ye servants of the Lord, O praise, the Lord's name praise.


In my distress to God I cry'd, and he gave ear to me.


I to the hills will lift mine eyes, from whence doth come mine aid.


I joy'd when to the house of God, Go up, they said to me.


O thou that dwellest in the heav'ns, I lift mine eyes to thee.


Had not the Lord been on our side, may Israel now say;


They in the Lord that firmly trust shall be like Sion hill, Which at no time can be remov'd, but standeth ever still.


When Sion's bondage God turn'd back, as men that dream'd were we.


Except the Lord do build the house, the builders lose their pain: Except the Lord the city keep, the watchmen watch in vain.


Bless'd is each one that fears the Lord, and walketh in his ways;


Oft did they vex me from my youth, may Isr'el now declare;


Lord, from the depths to thee I cry'd.


More than they that for morning watch, my soul waits for the Lord; I say, more than they that do watch the morning light to see.


My heart not haughty is, O Lord, mine eyes not lofty be; Nor do I deal in matters great, or things too high for me.


David, and his afflictions all, Lord, do thou think upon;


Behold, how good a thing it is, and how becoming well, Together such as brethren are in unity to dwell!


Bless'd is the man whose strength thou art, in whose heart are thy ways: