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Psalm 118:5 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 I called upon the LORD in distress: The LORD answered me, and set me in a large place.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 Out of my distress I called upon the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free and in a large place.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Out of my distress I called upon Jehovah: Jehovah answered me and set me in a large place.

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Common English Bible

5 In tight circumstances, I cried out to the LORD. The LORD answered me with wide-open spaces.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 I wish that my ways may be directed so as to keep your justifications.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 O! that my ways may be directed to keep thy justifications.

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English Standard Version 2016

5 Out of my distress I called on the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free.

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Psalm 118:5
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Jacob was greatly afraid and distressed: and he divided the people that was with him, and the flocks, and herds, and the camels, into two bands;


Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, And he saved them out of their distresses.


Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, And he saveth them out of their distresses.


In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.


He brought me forth also into a large place; He delivered me, because he delighted in me.


The LORD rewarded me according to my righteousness; According to the cleanness of my hands hath he recompensed me.


In my distress I called upon the LORD, And cried unto my God: He heard my voice out of his temple, And my cry came before him, even into his ears.


And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: Thou hast set my feet in a large room.


In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My sore ran in the night, and ceased not: My soul refused to be comforted.


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