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Psalm 143:8 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

At morn let me thy kindness hear; for in thee do I trust. Teach me the way that I should walk: I lift my soul to thee.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Cause me to hear Your loving-kindness in the morning, for on You do I lean and in You do I trust. Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk, for I lift up my inner self to You.

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American Standard Version (1901)

Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.

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Common English Bible

Tell me all about your faithful love come morning time, because I trust you. Show me the way I should go, because I offer my life up to you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.

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Psalm 143:8
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Give understanding unto me, so keep thy law shall I; Yea, ev'n with my whole heart I shall observe it carefully.


Thou mad'st and fashion'dst me: thy laws to know give wisdom, Lord.


Because thou art my God, to do thy will do me instruct: Thy Sp'rit is good, me to the land of uprightness conduct.


O do thou keep my soul, do thou deliver me: And let me never be asham'd, because I trust in thee.


O Lord, instruct me in thy way, to me a leader be In a plain path, because of those that hatred bear to me.


For but a moment lasts his wrath; life in his favour lies: Weeping may for a night endure, at morn doth joy arise.


I will instruct thee, and thee teach the way that thou shalt go; And, with mine eye upon thee set, I will direction show.


His loving-kindness yet the Lord command will in the day, His song's with me by night; to God, by whom I live, I'll pray:


God in the midst of her doth dwell; nothing shall her remove: The Lord to her an helper will, and that right early, prove.


Because of those mine enemies, Lord, in thy righteousness Do thou me lead; do thou thy way make straight before my face.


But of thy pow'r I'll sing aloud; at morn thy mercy praise: For thou to me my refuge wast, and tow'r, in troublous days.


Rejoice thy servant's soul; for, Lord, I lift my soul to thee.


O with thy tender mercies, Lord, us early satisfy; So we rejoice shall all our days, and still be glad in thee.