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Psalm 77:3 - King James 2000

3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 I [earnestly] remember God; I am disquieted and I groan; I muse in prayer, and my spirit faints [overwhelmed]. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. [Selah

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Common English Bible

3 I remember God and I moan. I complain, and my spirit grows tired. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 We have heard and known such great things, as our fathers have described to us.

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Psalm 77:3
21 Tagairtí Cros  

And all his sons and all his daughters rose up to comfort him; but he refused to be comforted; and he said, I will go down into the grave unto my son mourning. Thus his father wept for him.


Are the consolations of God too small for you? on the word that deals gently with you?


For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his majesty I could not endure.


For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison thereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.


Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disturbed within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disturbed within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.


Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disturbed within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.


And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me.


From the end of the earth will I cry unto you, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.


By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.


LORD, in trouble have they visited you, they poured out a prayer when your chastening was upon them.


Be not a terror unto me: you are my hope in the day of evil.


And you have removed my soul far off from peace: I forgot prosperity.


Why does a living man complain, a man for the punishment of his sins?


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