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Psalm 63:6 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

6 when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 When I remember thee upon my bed, And meditate on thee in the night watches.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 When I remember You upon my bed and meditate on You in the night watches.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 When I remember thee upon my bed, And meditate on thee in the night-watches.

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Common English Bible

6 whenever I ponder you on my bed, whenever I meditate on you in the middle of the night—

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 They will suddenly shoot arrows at him, and they will not be afraid. They are resolute in their wicked talk. They have discussed hidden snares. They have said, "Who will see them?"

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Psalm 63:6
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Yes, he would have allured you out of distress, into a broad place, where there is no restriction. That which is set on your table would be full of fatness.


I will sing to the LORD as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.


I have remembered your name, LORD, in the night, and I obey your law.


Let the holy ones rejoice in honor. Let them sing for joy on their beds.


The LORD will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to the God of my life.


I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: *Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.*


I will satiate the soul of the Kohanim with fatness, and my people shall be satisfied with my goodness, says the LORD.


Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches; Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord: Lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.


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