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Psalm 119:124 - English Standard Version 2016

124 Deal with your servant according to your steadfast love, and teach me your statutes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

124 Deal with thy servant according unto thy mercy, And teach me thy statutes.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

124 Deal with Your servant according to Your mercy and loving-kindness, and teach me Your statutes.

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American Standard Version (1901)

124 Deal with thy servant according unto thy lovingkindness, And teach me thy statutes.

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Common English Bible

124 Act toward your servant according to your faithful love. Teach me your statutes!

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Psalm 119:124
19 Tagairtí Cros  

You gave your good Spirit to instruct them and did not withhold your manna from their mouth and gave them water for their thirst.


He does not deal with us according to our sins, nor repay us according to our iniquities.


Blessed are you, O Lord; teach me your statutes!


Turn to me and be gracious to me, as is your way with those who love your name.


When I told of my ways, you answered me; teach me your statutes!


Let your steadfast love come to me, O Lord, your salvation according to your promise;


In your steadfast love give me life, that I may keep the testimonies of your mouth.


O Israel, hope in the Lord! For with the Lord there is steadfast love, and with him is plentiful redemption.


In the cover of your presence you hide them from the plots of men; you store them in your shelter from the strife of tongues.


Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions.


But as for me, my prayer is to you, O Lord. At an acceptable time, O God, in the abundance of your steadfast love answer me in your saving faithfulness.


Answer me, O Lord, for your steadfast love is good; according to your abundant mercy, turn to me.


Do not remember against us our former iniquities; let your compassion come speedily to meet us, for we are brought very low.


O my God, incline your ear and hear. Open your eyes and see our desolations, and the city that is called by your name. For we do not present our pleas before you because of our righteousness, but because of your great mercy.


But the tax collector, standing far off, would not even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’


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