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Psalm 35:10 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

And all my bones shall say, O Lord, who is like unto thee, Which dost the poor set free from him that is for him too strong; The poor and needy from the man that spoils and does him wrong?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

All my bones shall say, LORD, who is like unto thee, which deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, Yea, the poor and the needy from him that spoileth him?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like You, You Who deliver the poor and the afflicted from him who is too strong for him, yes, the poor and the needy from him who snatches away his goods?

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American Standard Version (1901)

All my bones shall say, Jehovah, who is like unto thee, Who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, Yea, the poor and the needy from him that robbeth him?

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Common English Bible

All my bones will say, “LORD, who could compare to you? You rescue the weak from those who overpower them; you rescue the weak and the needy from those who plunder them.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

For with you is the fountain of life; and within your light, we will see the light.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For with thee is the fountain of life; and in thy light we shall see light.

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Psalm 35:10
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Thou hast it seen; for their mischief and spite thou wilt repay: The poor commits himself to thee; thou art the orphan's stay.


For, as an hearth, my bones are burnt, my days, like smoke, do waste.


God righteous judgment executes for all oppressed ones.


For he shall stand at his right hand who is in poverty, To save him from all those that would condemn his soul to die.


I know God will th' afflicted's cause maintain, and poor men's right.


Surely the just shall praise thy name; th' upright dwell in thy sight.


Who righteous judgment executes for those oppress'd that be, Who to the hungry giveth food; God sets the pris'ners free.


He me reliev'd from my strong foes, and such as did me hate; Because he saw that they for me too strong were, and too great.


Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart.


For he despis'd not nor abhorr'd th' afflicted's misery; Nor from him hid his face, but heard when he to him did cry.


When as I did refrain my speech, and silent was my tongue, My bones then waxed old, because I roared all day long.


He carefully his bones doth keep, whatever can befall; That not so much as one of them can broken be at all.


This poor man cry'd, God heard, and sav'd him from all his distresses.


The wicked have drawn out the sword, and bent their bow, to slay The poor and needy, and to kill men of an upright way.


And in my flesh there is no health, nor soundness any more. This grief I have, because thy wrath is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, for sin that I have done.


Create a clean heart, Lord, renew a right sp'rit me within.


Of gladness and of joyfulness make me to hear the voice; That so these very bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.


For God the poor hears, and will not his prisoners contemn.


And thy most perfect righteousness O Lord, is very high, Who hast so great things done: O God, who is like unto thee?


Lord, there is none among the gods that may with thee compare; And like the works which thou hast done, not any work is there.