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Psalm 27:5 - New International Version (Anglicised)

5 For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: In the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 For in the day of trouble He will hide me in His shelter; in the secret place of His tent will He hide me; He will set me high upon a rock.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 For in the day of trouble he will keep me secretly in his pavilion: In the covert of his tabernacle will he hide me; He will lift me up upon a rock.

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Common English Bible

5 Because he will shelter me in his own dwelling during troubling times; he will hide me in a secret place in his own tent; he will set me up high, safe on a rock.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 Since they have not understood the works of the Lord and the works of his hands, you will destroy them, and you will not build them up.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 Because they have not understood the works of the Lord, and the operations of his hands: thou shalt destroy them, and shalt not build them up.

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Psalm 27:5
33 Tagairtí Cros  

He remained hidden with them at the temple of God for six years while Athaliah ruled the land.


Why, Lord, do you stand far off? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?


You are my refuge and my shield; I have put my hope in your word.


Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you preserve my life. You stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes; with your right hand you save me.


Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings


He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he causes me to stand on the heights.


In the shelter of your presence you hide them from all human intrigues; you keep them safe in your dwelling from accusing tongues.


Praise be to the Lord, for he showed me the wonders of his love when I was in a city under siege.


He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.


He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.


God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.


and call on me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honour me.’


Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me, for in you I take refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.


From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.


For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.


When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; at night I stretched out untiring hands, and I would not be comforted.


With cunning they conspire against your people; they plot against those you cherish.


Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.


He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honour him.


The name of the Lord is a fortified tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.


Lord, they came to you in their distress; when you disciplined them, they could barely whisper a prayer.


Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by.


Each one will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land.


‘Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing.


For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God.


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