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Psalm 5:1 - Modern King James Version

1 To the Chief Musician, for flutes. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O Jehovah; consider my meditation.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Give ear to my words, O LORD, Consider my meditation.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 LISTEN TO my words, O Lord, give heed to my sighing and groaning.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Give ear to my words, O Jehovah, Consider my meditation.

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Common English Bible

1 Hear my words, LORD! Consider my groans!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. For her who pursues the inheritance. A Psalm of David.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Unto the end, for her that obtaineth the inheritance: a psalm of David.

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Psalm 5:1
12 Tagairtí Cros  

A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O Jehovah; listen to my cry; Give ear to my prayer, for it is not in lips of deceit.


Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O Jehovah, my Rock and my Redeemer.


Hear my prayer, O God; give ear to the words of my mouth.


To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; guard my life from fear of the enemy.


To the Chief Musician. A Testimony Concerning the Lilies. A Psalm of Asaph. Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, You who lead Joseph like a flock; You dwelling between the cherubs, shine forth.


A Prayer of David. Bow down Your ear, O Jehovah, hear me; for I am poor and needy.


Likewise the Spirit also helps our infirmities. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.


For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and His ears open to their prayers. But the Lord's face is against those who do evil.


Now Hannah spoke in her heart, only her lips moved, but her voice was not heard. And Eli thought she had become drunk.


Do not count your handmaid for a daughter of wickedness, for out of the abundance of my meditation and grief I have spoken until now.


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