O thou my soul, do thou return unto thy quiet rest; For largely, lo, the Lord to thee his bounty hath exprest.
Psalm 142:7 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) From prison bring my soul, that I thy name may glorify: The just shall compass me, when thou with me deal'st bounteously. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may praise thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou shalt deal bountifully with me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Bring my life out of prison, that I may confess, praise, and give thanks to Your name; the righteous will surround me and crown themselves because of me, for You will deal bountifully with me. American Standard Version (1901) Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Common English Bible Get me out of this prison so I can give thanks to your name. Then the righteous will gather all around me because of your good deeds to me. Catholic Public Domain Version O Lord, heed me quickly. My spirit has grown faint. Do not turn your face away from me, lest I become like those who descend into the pit. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit. |
O thou my soul, do thou return unto thy quiet rest; For largely, lo, the Lord to thee his bounty hath exprest.
With me thy servant, in thy grace, deal bountifully, Lord: That by thy favor I may live, and duly keep thy word.
I will unto the Lord my God sing praises cheerfully, Because he hath his bounty shown to me abundantly.
Revive and quicken me, O Lord, ev'n for thine own name's sake; And do thou, for thy righteousness, my soul from trouble take.
Who righteous judgment executes for those oppress'd that be, Who to the hungry giveth food; God sets the pris'ners free.
And thou hast not inclosed me within the en'my's hand; And by thee have my feet been made in a large room to stand.
And they for good that render ill, as en'mies me withstood; Yea, ev'n for this, because that I do follow what is good.
That I, in Sion's daughters' gates, may all thy praise advance; And that I may rejoice always in thy deliverance.