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Psalm 40:2 - Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Blessed is he who shows understanding toward the needy and the poor. The Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 He drew me up out of a horrible pit [a pit of tumult and of destruction], out of the miry clay (froth and slime), and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

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Common English Bible

2 He lifted me out of the pit of death, out of the mud and filth, and set my feet on solid rock. He steadied my legs.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: the Lord will deliver him in the evil day.

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English Standard Version 2016

2 He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.

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Psalm 40:2
24 Tagairtí Cros  

O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?


The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the torrents of iniquity dismayed me.


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.


Since they have not understood the works of the Lord and the works of his hands, you will destroy them, and you will not build them up.


Be attentive to my help, O Lord, the God of my salvation.


Will my soul not be subject to God? For from him is my salvation.


O God, reach out to help me. O Lord, hasten to assist me.


The praises of David, the son of Jesse, have reached an end.


And they will be gathered together like the gathering of one bundle into a pit. And they will be enclosed in that place, as in a prison. And after many days, they will be visited.


You, likewise, by the blood of your testimony, have sent forth your prisoners from the pit, in which there is no water.


And they shall cast them into the furnace of fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.


And he whom God has raised up has broken the sorrows of Hell, for certainly it was impossible for him to be held by it.


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