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Psalm 142:7 - Modern King James Version

7 Bring my soul out of prison that I may praise Your name; the righteous shall gather around me; for You shall reward me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may praise thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Bring my life out of prison, that I may confess, praise, and give thanks to Your name; the righteous will surround me and crown themselves because of me, for You will deal bountifully with me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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Common English Bible

7 Get me out of this prison so I can give thanks to your name. Then the righteous will gather all around me because of your good deeds to me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 O Lord, heed me quickly. My spirit has grown faint. Do not turn your face away from me, lest I become like those who descend into the pit.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

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Psalm 142:7
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Return to your rest, O my soul; for Jehovah has dealt bountifully with you.


GIMEL: Deal bountifully with Your servant, that I may live and keep Your Word.


They who fear You will be glad when they see me; because I have hoped in Your Word.


I will sing to Jehovah, because He has rewarded me.


An Instruction of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to Jehovah with my voice; with my voice I prayed to Jehovah.


O Jehovah, for Your name's sake enliven me; for Your righteousness' sake, bring my soul out of trouble.


Deliver me, O Jehovah, from my enemies; I flee to You to hide me.


who carries out judgment for the mistreated; who gives food to the hungry. Jehovah lets the prisoners loose;


and have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy; You have set my feet in a broad place.


My soul shall make its boast in Jehovah; the humble shall hear and be glad.


And those who give evil for good oppose me, because I follow good.


so that I may declare all Your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion; I will rejoice in Your salvation.


When my enemies have turned back, they shall fall and perish before You.


The Spirit of the Lord Jehovah is on Me; because Jehovah has anointed Me to preach the Gospel to the poor; He has sent Me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound;


whom God raised up, having loosed the pains of death, because it was not possible that He should be held by it.


Behold, we count blessed those who endure. You have heard of the patience of Job, and you have seen the end of the Lord, that the Lord is full of pity and of tender mercy.


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