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Psalm 102:20 - Tree of Life Version

For He looks down from His holy height, from heaven Adonai gazes on the earth,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

To hear the groaning of the prisoner; To loose those that are appointed to death;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

To hear the sighing and groaning of the prisoner, to loose those who are appointed to death,

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American Standard Version (1901)

To hear the sighing of the prisoner; To loose those that are appointed to death;

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Common English Bible

to hear the prisoners’ groans, to set free those condemned to death,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Bless the Lord, all you his Angels: powerful in virtue, doing his word, in order to heed the voice of his discourse.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Bless the Lord, all ye his angels: you that are mighty in strength, and execute his word, hearkening to the voice of his orders.

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Psalm 102:20
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Jehoahaz sought Adonai’s face, so Adonai listened to him, for He saw the oppression of Israel, how the king of Aram oppressed them.


From the city men groan, and the souls of the wounded cry out; yet God charges no one with folly.


who executes justice for the oppressed, who gives bread to the hungry. Adonai sets the prisoners free.


Let the prisoner’s groan come to You. By Your great arm preserve those who are doomed to die.


Then Adonai said, “I have surely seen the affliction of My people who are in Egypt, and have heard their cry because of their slave masters, for I know their pains.


who made the world a wilderness and destroyed its cities, who never opened the house of his prisoners?”


Look down from Your holy dwelling place, from the heavens and bless Your people Israel and the soil You have given us, as You swore to our fathers—a land flowing with milk and honey.’