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Psalm 42:6 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 O my God, my life is cast down upon me [and I find the burden more than I can bear]; therefore will I [earnestly] remember You from the land of the Jordan [River] and the [summits of Mount] Hermon, from the little mountain Mizar.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

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Common English Bible

6 My whole being is depressed. That’s why I remember you from the land of Jordan and Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

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Psalm 42:6
14 Tagairtí Cros  

So David arose, and all the people that were with him, and they passed over the Jordan, until it grew light, and not one of them was left that was not gone over the river.


And when David was come to the camp, Sobi the son of Naas of Rabbath of the children of Ammon, and Machir the son of Ammihel of Lodabar, and Berzellai the Galaadite of Rogelim,


May the Lord out of Sion bless thee, he that made heaven and earth.


A psalm for David. The Lord ruleth me: and I shall want nothing.


For they got not the possession of the land by their own sword: neither did their own arm save them. But thy right hand and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance: because thou wast pleased with them.


Thou art thyself my king and my God, who commandest the saving of Jacob.


Shall not my soul be subject to God? for from him is my salvation.


I went down to the lowest parts of the mountains: the bars of the earth have shut me up for ever: and thou wilt bring up my life from corruption, O Lord my God.


And going a little further, he fell upon his face, praying, and saying: My Father, if it be possible, let this chalice pass from me. Nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.


And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying: Eli, Eli, lamma sabacthani? that is, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?


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