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Psalm 79:13 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

So we thy folk, and pasture-sheep, shall give thee thanks always; And unto generations all we will shew forth thy praise.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: We will shew forth thy praise to all generations.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will give You thanks forever; we will show forth and publish Your praise from generation to generation.

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American Standard Version (1901)

So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture Will give thee thanks for ever: We will show forth thy praise to all generations.

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Common English Bible

We are, after all, your people and the sheep of your very own pasture. We will give you thanks forever; we will proclaim your praises from one generation to the next.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

So then, why have you destroyed its walls, so that all those who pass by the way gather its grapes?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Why hast thou broken down the hedge thereof, so that all they who pass by the way do pluck it?

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Psalm 79:13
9 Tagairtí Cros  

Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make: We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take.


Race unto race shall praise thy works, and shew thy mighty deeds.


In God we all the day do boast, and ever praise thy name.


Thy name remember'd I will make through ages all to be: The people therefore evermore shall praises give to thee.


O God, why hast thou cast us off? is it for evermore? Against thy pasture-sheep why doth thine anger smoke so sore?


That th' enemy reproached hath, O keep it in record; And that the foolish people have blasphem'd thy name, O Lord.


Do thou, O God, arise and plead the cause that is thine own: Remember how thou art reproach'd still by the foolish one.


For he's our God, the people we of his own pasture are, And of his hand the sheep; to-day, if ye his voice will hear,