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Psalm 50:10 - English Standard Version 2016

10 For every beast of the forest is mine, the cattle on a thousand hills.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

10 For every beast of the forest is mine, And the cattle upon a thousand hills.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

10 For every beast of the forest is Mine, and the cattle upon a thousand hills or upon the mountains where thousands are.

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American Standard Version (1901)

10 For every beast of the forest is mine, And the cattle upon a thousand hills.

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Common English Bible

10 because every forest animal already belongs to me, as do the cattle on a thousand hills.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

10 In my hearing, you will grant gladness and rejoicing. And the bones that have been humbled will exult.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

10 To my hearing thou shalt give joy and gladness: and the bones that have been humbled shall rejoice.

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Psalm 50:10
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Now out of the ground the Lord God had formed every beast of the field and every bird of the heavens and brought them to the man to see what he would call them. And whatever the man called every living creature, that was its name.


Thus God has taken away the livestock of your father and given them to me.


Bring out with you every living thing that is with you of all flesh—birds and animals and every creeping thing that creeps on the earth—that they may swarm on the earth, and be fruitful and multiply on the earth.”


You cause the grass to grow for the livestock and plants for man to cultivate, that he may bring forth food from the earth


The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein,


and into whose hand he has given, wherever they dwell, the children of man, the beasts of the field, and the birds of the heavens, making you rule over them all—you are the head of gold.


And should not I pity Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also much cattle?”


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