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Psalm 59:1 - Modern King James Version

1 To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; defend me from those who rise up against me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: Defend me from them that rise up against me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 DELIVER ME from my enemies, O my God; defend and protect me from those who rise up against me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: Set me on high from them that rise up against me.

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Common English Bible

1 Oh, my God, deliver me from my enemies; put me out of reach from those who rise up against me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. For those who will be changed, with the inscription of a title, of David himself, for instruction:

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine,

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Psalm 59:1
16 Tagairtí Cros  

For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, I will now arise, says Jehovah. I will set in safety, he pants for it.


And out of Your mercy cut off my enemies, and destroy all those who afflict my soul; for I am Your servant.


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


He delivers me from my enemies; yea, You lift me up above those who rise up against me; You have delivered me from the violent man.


To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. May Jehovah hear you in the day of trouble, the name of the God of Jacob set you on high,


To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me; for my soul trusts in You; yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my hiding-place, until these great troubles pass by.


To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David. Will you indeed speak righteousness in silence? Do you judge uprightly, O sons of men?


Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked, out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.


Because He has set His love on Me, therefore I will deliver Him; I will set Him on high, because He has known My name.


He shall dwell on high; his refuge shall be the strongholds of rocks; bread shall be given him; his waters shall be sure.


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