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Psalm 114:4 - Revised Standard Version

The mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The mountains skipped like rams, And the little hills like lambs.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

The mountains skipped like rams, the little hills like lambs.

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American Standard Version (1901)

The mountains skipped like rams, The little hills like lambs.

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Common English Bible

The mountains leaped away like rams; the hills leaped away like lambs!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

And so, I called upon the name of the Lord. O Lord, free my soul.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

and I called upon the name of the Lord. O Lord, deliver my soul.

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Psalm 114:4
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Then the earth reeled and rocked; the foundations also of the mountains trembled and quaked, because he was angry.


He makes Lebanon to skip like a calf, and Sirion like a young wild ox.


Surely man goes about as a shadow! Surely for naught are they in turmoil; man heaps up, and knows not who will gather!


Why look you with envy, O many-peaked mountain, at the mount which God desired for his abode, yea, where the Lord will dwell for ever?


And Mount Sinai was wrapped in smoke, because the Lord descended upon it in fire; and the smoke of it went up like the smoke of a kiln, and the whole mountain quaked greatly.


Now when all the people perceived the thunderings and the lightnings and the sound of the trumpet and the mountain smoking, the people were afraid and trembled; and they stood afar off,


The mountains quake before him, the hills melt; the earth is laid waste before him, the world and all that dwell therein.


He stood and measured the earth; he looked and shook the nations; then the eternal mountains were scattered, the everlasting hills sank low. His ways were as of old.


Was thy wrath against the rivers, O Lord? Was thy anger against the rivers, or thy indignation against the sea, when thou didst ride upon thy horses, upon thy chariot of victory?


Then I saw a great white throne and him who sat upon it; from his presence earth and sky fled away, and no place was found for them.