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Psalm 92:4 - Catholic Public Domain Version

4 My throne is prepared from of old. You are from everlasting.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your works; at the deeds of Your hands I joyfully sing.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

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Common English Bible

4 because you’ve made me happy, LORD, by your acts. I sing with joy because of your handiwork.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 with the noise of many waters. Wonderful are the surges of the sea: wonderful is the Lord on high.

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English Standard Version 2016

4 For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

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Psalm 92:4
20 Tagairtí Cros  

He spoke, and there came forth common flies and gnats, in every region.


He spoke, and the locust came forth, and the caterpillar, of which there was no number.


Behold, the inheritance of the Lord is sons, the reward is the fruit of the womb.


O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.


I will bless the Lord at all times. His praise will be ever in my mouth.


You have visited the earth, and you have saturated it. You have enriched it in so many ways. The river of God has been filled with water. You have prepared their food. For thus is its preparation.


You reduced him to a little less than the Angels; you have crowned him with glory and honor,


I will fill him with length of days. And I will reveal to him my salvation.


For thus says the Lord: "Exult in the joy of Jacob, and neigh before the head of the Gentiles. Shout, and sing, and say: 'O Lord, save your people, the remnant of Israel!'


And my spirit leaps for joy in God my Saviour.


Therefore, you also, indeed, have sorrow now. But I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice. And no one will take away your joy from you.


But thanks be to God, who always brings triumph to us in Christ Jesus, and who manifests the fragrance of his knowledge through us in every place.


Exult over her, O heaven, O holy Apostles and Prophets. For God has judged your judgment upon her.' "


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