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Psalm 16:1 - Modern English Version

1 Preserve me, O God, for in You I take refuge.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Preserve me, O God: For in thee do I put my trust.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 KEEP and protect me, O God, for in You I have found refuge, and in You do I put my trust and hide myself.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I take refuge.

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Common English Bible

1 Protect me, God, because I take refuge in you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 A Prayer of David. Lord, listen to my justice, attend to my supplication. Pay attention to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.

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Psalm 16:1
21 Tagairtí Cros  

The Lord preserves the simple; I was brought low, and He saved me.


Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be moved, but abides forever.


Blessed is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God,


Keep my steps in Your paths, that my footsteps may not slip.


Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings,


“Trust in the Lord, let Him rescue him; let Him deliver him, since He delights in him.”


Guard my soul, and deliver me; do not let me suffer shame, for I take refuge in You.


Oh, love the Lord, all you His saints! The Lord preserves the faithful, but fully repays the one who acts in pride.


For the Lord loves justice, and does not forsake His saints; they are preserved forever, but the descendants of the wicked shall be cut off.


Be gracious to me, O God, for man would trample on me; fighting all day long he oppresses me.


O God, You have rejected us; You have broken our defenses; You have been displeased; oh, restore us.


O  Lord my God, in You I put my trust; save me from all those who persecute me, and deliver me,


lest they tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.


O  Lord of Hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in You.


Those who know Your name will put their trust in You, for You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.


You who love the Lord, hate evil! He preserves the souls of His saints; He delivers them from the hand of the wicked.


He guards the paths of justice and preserves the way of His faithful ones.


We had the sentence of death in ourselves, so that we would not trust in ourselves, but in God who raises the dead.


For these things I suffer, but I am not ashamed, for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed to Him until that Day.


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