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Psalm 145:1 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

1 I'll thee extol, my God, O King; I'll bless thy name always.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 I will extol thee, my God, O King; And I will bless thy name for ever and ever.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 I WILL extol You, my God, O King; and I will bless Your name forever and ever [with grateful, affectionate praise].

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 I will extol thee, my God, O King; And I will bless thy name for ever and ever.

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Common English Bible

1 I will lift you up high, my God, the true king. I will bless your name forever and always.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Alleluia. Of Haggai and Zachariah.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Alleluia, of Aggeus and Zacharias.

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Psalm 145:1
31 Tagairtí Cros  

All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice.


Thou art my God, I'll thee exalt; my God, I will thee praise.


My mouth the praises of the Lord to publish cease shall never: Let all flesh bless his holy name for ever and for ever.


I'll praise God while I live; While I have being to my God in songs I'll praises give.


Let Isr'el in his Maker joy, and to him praises sing: Let all that Sion's children are be joyful in their King.


Lord, I will thee extol, for thou hast lifted me on high, And over me thou to rejoice mad'st not mine enemy.


That sing thy praise my glory may, and never silent be. O Lord my God, for evermore I will give thanks to thee.


O thou who art the Lord my God, I in distress to thee, With loud cries lifted up my voice, and thou hast healed me.


God will I bless all times; his praise my mouth shall still express.


Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord, deliv'rances command.


My heart brings forth a goodly thing; my words that I indite Concern the King: my tongue's a pen of one that swift doth write.


For ever and for ever is, O God, thy throne of might; The sceptre of thy kingdom is a sceptre that is right.


Hear my loud cry, my King, my God; for I to thee will pray.


Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice: I early will direct My pray'r to thee; and, looking up, an answer will expect.


And I for ever will thee praise, because thou hast done this: I on thy name will wait; for good before thy saints it is.


To God sing, to his name sing praise; extol him with your voice, That rides on heav'n, by his name Jah, before his face rejoice.


But I for ever will declare, I Jacob's God will praise.


For God, a great God, and great King, above all gods he is.


To God sing, bless his name, shew still his saving health abroad.


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