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Psalm 142:7 - New International Version (Anglicised)

7 Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to 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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Psalm 142:7
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.


Be good to your servant while I live, that I may obey your word.


May those who fear you rejoice when they see me, for I have put my hope in your word.


I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.


I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.


For your name’s sake, Lord, preserve my life; in your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.


Rescue me from my enemies, Lord, for I hide myself in you.


He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry. The Lord sets prisoners free,


You have not given me into the hands of the enemy but have set my feet in a spacious place.


I will glory in the Lord; let the afflicted hear and rejoice.


Those who repay my good with evil lodge accusations against me, though I seek only to do what is good.


that I may declare your praises in the gates of Daughter Zion, and there rejoice in your salvation.


My enemies turn back; they stumble and perish before you.


The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners,


But God raised him from the dead, freeing him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for death to keep its hold on him.


As you know, we count as blessed those who have persevered. You have heard of Job’s perseverance and have seen what the Lord finally brought about. The Lord is full of compassion and mercy.


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