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Psalm 42:8 - New International Version (Anglicised)

8 By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me – a prayer to the God of my life.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Yet the Lord will command His loving-kindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Yet Jehovah will command his lovingkindness in the day-time; And in the night his song shall be with me, Even a prayer unto the God of my life.

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Common English Bible

8 By day the LORD commands his faithful love; by night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.

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Psalm 42:8
20 Tagairtí Cros  

The waves of death swirled about me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.


But no-one says, “Where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night,


the flood would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over us,


It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion. For there the Lord bestows his blessing, even life for evermore.


Let his faithful people rejoice in this honour and sing for joy on their beds.


I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me.


The Lord is my light and my salvation – whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?


You are my hiding-place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.


You are my King and my God, who decrees victories for Jacob.


He sends from heaven and saves me, rebuking those who hotly pursue me – God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.


On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.


I remembered my songs in the night. My heart meditated and my spirit asked:


You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;


And you will sing as on the night you celebrate a holy festival; your hearts will rejoice as when people playing pipes go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the Rock of Israel.


I will send you such a blessing in the sixth year that the land will yield enough for three years.


I said, “I have been banished from your sight; yet I will look again towards your holy temple.”


The centurion replied, ‘Lord, I do not deserve to have you come under my roof. But just say the word, and my servant will be healed.


About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them.


The Lord will send a blessing on your barns and on everything you put your hand to. The Lord your God will bless you in the land he is giving you.


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


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