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Psalm 57:8 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp! I will wake up the dawn.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Awake, my glory (my inner self); awake, harp and lyre! I will awake right early [I will awaken the dawn]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

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Common English Bible

8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake the dawn itself!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 They will come to nothing, like water flowing away. He has aimed his bow, while they are being weakened.

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Psalm 57:8
11 Tagairtí Cros  

They came to Yerushalayim with psalteries and harps and trumpets to the house of the LORD.


Praise him with the sounding of the shofar! Praise him with harp and lyre!


Therefore my heart is glad, and my tongue rejoices. My body shall also dwell in safety.


Now my head will be lifted up above my enemies around me. I will offer sacrifices of joy in his tent. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the LORD.


To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!


Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.


Awake, awake, put on your strength, Tziyon; put on your beautiful garments, Yerushalayim, the holy city: for henceforth there shall no more come into you the uncircumcised and the unclean.


Break forth into joy, sing together, you waste places of Yerushalayim; for the LORD has comforted his people, he has redeemed Yerushalayim.


Therefore my heart was glad, and my tongue rejoiced. Moreover my flesh also will dwell in hope;


Awake, awake, Devorah! Awake, awake, utter a song! Arise, Barak, and lead away your captives, you son of Avino`am.


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