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Psalm 48:9 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

9 We thought, O God, of thy mercy in the midst of thy temple.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 We have thought of thy lovingkindness, O God, In the midst of thy temple.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 We have thought of Your steadfast love, O God, in the midst of Your temple.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 We have thought on thy lovingkindness, O God, In the midst of thy temple.

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Common English Bible

9 We dwell on your faithful love, God, in your temple.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 nor the price for the redemption of his soul. And he will labor continuously,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Nor the price of the redemption of his soul: and shall labour for ever,

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Psalm 48:9
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And she will say to the king, The word was truth which I heard in my land concerning thy words, and concerning thy wisdom.


And I believed not the words until I came, and mine eyes will see it: and behold, the half was not announced to me: thou didst add wisdom and good to the report which I heard.


My meditating upon him shall be sweet: I will rejoice in Jehovah.


For thy mercy is before mine eyes, and I walked about in thy truth.


I hid not thy justice within my heart; I said thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I hid not thy mercy and thy truth to the great convocation.


And to Zion a man will say, And a man was born in her: and he the Most High shall prepare her.


Draw me, we will run after thee: the king brought me to his chambers: we will exult and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy breasts above wine: the upright loved thee.


Also the way of thy judgments, O Jehovah, we hoped for thee; to thy name and to thy remembrance is the desire of the soul.


And all the valley of the carcasses and the ashes, and all the fields even to the torrent Kidron, even to the corner of the gate of horses, from the sunrising, a holy place to Jehovah; it shall not be plucked up, and it shall no more be destroyed forever.


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