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Psalm 63:6 - 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 They will shoot at him on a sudden, and will not fear: they are resolute in wickedness. They have talked of hiding snares; they have said: Who shall see them?

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English Standard Version 2016

6 when I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night;

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Psalm 63:6
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Even so would he have removed thee out of the strait Into a broad place, where there is no straitness; And that which should be set on thy table should be full of fatness.


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


I have remembered thy name, O LORD, in the night, and have kept thy law.


Let the saints be joyful in glory: Let them sing aloud upon their beds.


Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.


I sleep, but my heart waketh: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, My dove, my undefiled: For my head is filled with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night.


And I will satiate the soul of the priests with fatness, and my people shall be satisfied with my goodness, saith the LORD.


Arise, cry out in the night: In the beginning of the watches Pour out thine heart like water Before the face of the Lord: Lift up thy hands toward him for the life Of thy young children, That faint for hunger In the top of every street.


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