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Psalm 118:5 - New Revised Standard Version

5 Out of my distress I called on the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me in a broad place.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 I called upon the LORD in distress: The LORD answered me, and set me in a large place.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 Out of my distress I called upon the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free and in a large place.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Out of my distress I called upon Jehovah: Jehovah answered me and set me in a large place.

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Common English Bible

5 In tight circumstances, I cried out to the LORD. The LORD answered me with wide-open spaces.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 I wish that my ways may be directed so as to keep your justifications.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 O! that my ways may be directed to keep thy justifications.

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Psalm 118:5
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Jacob was greatly afraid and distressed; and he divided the people that were with him, and the flocks and herds and camels, into two companies,


Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress;


Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress;


In my distress I cry to the Lord, that he may answer me:


He brought me out into a broad place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me.


The Lord rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands he recompensed me.


In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help. From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears.


and have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy; you have set my feet in a broad place.


In the day of my trouble I seek the Lord; in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying; my soul refuses to be comforted.


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