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Psalm 92:4 - New Revised Standard Version

4 For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your works; at the deeds of Your hands I joyfully sing.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

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Common English Bible

4 because you’ve made me happy, LORD, by your acts. I sing with joy because of your handiwork.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 My throne is prepared from of old. You are from everlasting.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 with the noise of many waters. Wonderful are the surges of the sea: wonderful is the Lord on high.

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Psalm 92:4
20 Tagairtí Cros  

May the glory of the Lord endure forever; may the Lord rejoice in his works—


May my meditation be pleasing to him, for I rejoice in the Lord.


The Lord has done great things for us, and we rejoiced.


I remember the days of old, I think about all your deeds, I meditate on the works of your hands.


Praise the Lord with the lyre; make melody to him with the harp of ten strings.


Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord and take refuge in him. Let all the upright in heart glory.


You have given them dominion over the works of your hands; you have put all things under their feet,


Let your work be manifest to your servants, and your glorious power to their children.


For thus says the Lord: Sing aloud with gladness for Jacob, and raise shouts for the chief of the nations; proclaim, give praise, and say, “Save, O Lord, your people, the remnant of Israel.”


and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,


So you have pain now; but I will see you again, and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you.


But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads in every place the fragrance that comes from knowing him.


Rejoice over her, O heaven, you saints and apostles and prophets! For God has given judgment for you against her.”


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