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Psalm 27:6 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

6 And now, ev'n at this present time, mine head shall lifted be Above all those that are my foes, and round encompass me: Therefore unto his tabernacle I'll sacrifices bring Of joyfulness; I'll sing, yea, I to God will praises sing.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 And now shall mine head be lifted up, Above mine enemies round about me: Therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the LORD.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 And now shall my head be lifted up above my enemies round about me; in His tent I will offer sacrifices and shouting of joy; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 And now shall my head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me; And I will offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto Jehovah.

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Common English Bible

6 Now my head is higher than the enemies surrounding me, and I will offer sacrifices in God’s tent— sacrifices with shouts of joy! I will sing and praise the LORD.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Blessed is the Lord, for he has heard the voice of my supplication.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 Blessed be the Lord, for he hath heard the voice of my supplication.

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Psalm 27:6
38 Tagairtí Cros  

And let them sacrifice to him off 'rings of thankfulness; And let them shew abroad his works in songs of joyfulness.


The brook that runneth in the way with drink shall him supply; And, for this cause, in triumph he shall lift his head on high.


The free-will-off 'rings of my mouth accept, I thee beseech: And unto me thy servant, Lord, thy judgments clearly teach.


Yea, in the righteous ways of God with gladness they shall sing: For great's the glory of the Lord; who doth for ever reign.


The king in thy great strength, O Lord, shall very joyful be: In thy salvation rejoice how veh'mently shall he!


In thy great pow'r and strength, O Lord, be thou exalted high; So shall we sing with joyful hearts, thy power praise shall we.


Yet thou my shield and glory art, th' uplifter of mine head.


I cry'd, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made.


All people, clap your hands; to God with voice of triumph shout:


My glory wake; wake psalt'ry, harp; myself I'll early raise.


Sing loud to God our strength; with joy to Jacob's God do sing.


O come, let us sing to the Lord: come, let us ev'ry one A joyful noise make to the Rock of our salvation.


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