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Psalm 104:32 - English Standard Version 2016

32 who looks on the earth and it trembles, who touches the mountains and they smoke!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

32 He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: He toucheth the hills, and they smoke.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

32 Who looks on the earth, and it quakes and trembles, Who touches the mountains, and they smoke!

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American Standard Version (1901)

32 Who looketh on the earth, and it trembleth; He toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.

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Common English Bible

32 He has only to look at the earth, and it shakes. God just touches the mountains, and they erupt in smoke.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

32 He gave them a shower of hail and a burning fire, in the same land.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

32 He gave them hail for rain, a burning fire in the land.

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Psalm 104:32
16 Tagairtí Cros  

Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob,


Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down! Touch the mountains so that they smoke!


Our God comes; he does not keep silence; before him is a devouring fire, around him a mighty tempest.


When the waters saw you, O God, when the waters saw you, they were afraid; indeed, the deep trembled.


Your way was through the sea, your path through the great waters; yet your footprints were unseen.


Now Mount Sinai was wrapped in smoke because the Lord had descended on it in fire. The smoke of it went up like the smoke of a kiln, and the whole mountain trembled greatly.


Do you not fear me? declares the Lord. Do you not tremble before me? I placed the sand as the boundary for the sea, a perpetual barrier that it cannot pass; though the waves toss, they cannot prevail; though they roar, they cannot pass over it.


Shall not the land tremble on this account, and everyone mourn who dwells in it, and all of it rise like the Nile, and be tossed about and sink again, like the Nile of Egypt?”


The mountains saw you and writhed; the raging waters swept on; the deep gave forth its voice; it lifted its hands on high.


Once more they cried out, “Hallelujah! The smoke from her goes up forever and ever.”


Then I saw a great white throne and him who was seated on it. From his presence earth and sky fled away, and no place was found for them.


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