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Psalm 48:9 - 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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English Standard Version 2016

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

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Psalm 48:9
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And she said to the king, It was a true report that I heard in mine own land of thy acts and of thy wisdom.


Howbeit I believed not the words, until I came, and mine eyes had seen it: and, behold, the half was not told me: thy wisdom and prosperity exceedeth the fame which I heard.


My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD.


For thy lovingkindness is before mine eyes: And I have walked in thy truth.


I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness, And thy truth from the great congregation.


And of Zion it shall be said, This and that man was born in her: And the highest himself shall establish her.


Draw me, we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers: We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine: The upright love thee.


Yea, in the way of thy judgments, O LORD, have we waited for thee; the desire of our soul is to thy name, and to the remembrance of thee.


And the whole valley of the dead bodies, and of the ashes, and all the fields unto the brook of Kidron, unto the corner of the horse gate toward the east, shall be holy unto the LORD; it shall not be plucked up, nor thrown down any more for ever.


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