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Psalm 132:1 - New Revised Standard Version

1 O Lord, remember in David's favor all the hardships he endured;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 LORD, remember David, And all his afflictions:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 Lord, [earnestly] remember to David's credit all his humiliations and hardships and endurance–

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Jehovah, remember for David All his affliction;

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Common English Bible

1 LORD, remember David— all the ways he suffered

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 A Canticle in steps: of David. Behold, how good and how pleasing it is for brothers to dwell in unity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 A gradual canticle of David. Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell in unity.

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Psalm 132:1
20 Tagairtí Cros  

But God remembered Noah and all the wild animals and all the domestic animals that were with him in the ark. And God made a wind blow over the earth, and the waters subsided;


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


I lift up my eyes to the hills— from where will my help come?


I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the Lord!”


To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens!


If it had not been the Lord who was on our side —let Israel now say—


Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be moved, but abides forever.


When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dream.


Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord guards the city, the guard keeps watch in vain.


Happy is everyone who fears the Lord, who walks in his ways.


“Often have they attacked me from my youth” —let Israel now say—


Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord.


O Lord, my heart is not lifted up, my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me.


Consider my affliction and my trouble, and forgive all my sins.


God heard their groaning, and God remembered his covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.


The thought of my affliction and my homelessness is wormwood and gall!


Remember, O Lord, what has befallen us; look, and see our disgrace!


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