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Psalm 114:4 - Catholic Public Domain Version

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

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

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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

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Psalm 114:4
14 Tagairtí Cros  

his departure is from the summit of heaven. And his course reaches all the way to its summit. Neither is there anyone who can hide himself from his heat.


For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.


You have accomplished your many wonders, O Lord my God, and there is no one similar to you in your thoughts. I have announced and I have spoken: they are multiplied beyond number.


Do not allow the tempest of water to submerge me, nor the deep to absorb me. And do not allow the well to close in on me.


Then all of Mount Sinai was smoking. For the Lord had descended over it with fire, and smoke ascended from it, as from a furnace. And the entire mountain was terrible.


Then all the people considered the voices, and the lights, and the sound of the trumpet, and the smoking mountain. And being terrified and struck with fear, they stood at a distance,


The mountains have trembled before him, and the hills have become desolate, and the earth has quaked before his face, both the world and all that dwells in it.


He stood, and measured the earth. He looked, and dissolved the Gentiles. And the mountains of ages past have been shattered. The hills of the world became curved by the journeys of his eternity.


Could you have been angry with the rivers, Lord? Or was your fury within the rivers, or your indignation in the sea? He will ascend upon your horses, and your four-horse chariots are salvation.


And I saw a great white throne, and One sitting upon it, from whose sight earth and heaven fled, and no place was found for them.


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