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Psalm 132:1 - Modern King James Version

1 A Song of degrees. O Jehovah, remember David and all his afflictions,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 LORD, remember David, And all his afflictions:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 Lord, [earnestly] remember to David's credit all his humiliations and hardships and endurance–

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Jehovah, remember for David All his affliction;

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Common English Bible

1 LORD, remember David— all the ways he suffered

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 A Canticle in steps: of David. Behold, how good and how pleasing it is for brothers to dwell in unity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 A gradual canticle of David. Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell in unity.

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Psalm 132:1
20 Tagairtí Cros  

And God remembered Noah, and every living thing, and all the cattle which were with him in the ark. And God made a wind to pass over the earth, and the waters subsided.


A Song of degrees. In my trouble I cried to Jehovah, and He heard me.


A Song of degrees. I will lift up my eyes to the hills. Where shall my help come from?


A Song of degrees; of David. I was glad when they said to me, Let us go into the house of Jehovah.


A Song of degrees. To You I lift up my eyes, O Dweller in Heaven.


A Song of degrees; of David. Except that it was Jehovah who was for us, O may Israel say;


A Song of degrees. They who trust in Jehovah shall be like Mount Zion; it is not shaken, but remains forever.


A Song of degrees. When Jehovah turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like those who dream.


A Song of degrees for Solomon. Unless Jehovah builds the house, they labor in vain who build it; unless Jehovah keeps the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.


A Song of degrees. Blessed is everyone who fears Jehovah, who walks in His ways.


A Song of degrees. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth, Israel may now say;


A Song of degrees. Out of the depths I have cried to You, O Jehovah.


A Song of degrees; of David. O Jehovah, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes lofty; nor have I walked in great things, nor in things too wondrous for me.


Look on my affliction and my pain, and forgive all my sins.


And God heard their groaning, and God remembered His covenant with Abraham, with Isaac, and with Jacob.


Remember my affliction and my wandering, as wormwood and bitterness.


Remember, O Jehovah, what has been to us; look down and see our shame.


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