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Psalm 4:1 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

1 Give ear unto me when I call, God of my righteousness: Have mercy, hear my pray'r; thou hast enlarg'd me in distress.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: Thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; Have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 ANSWER ME when I call, O God of my righteousness (uprightness, justice, and right standing with You)! You have freed me when I was hemmed in and enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon me and hear my prayer.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness; Thou hast set me at large when I was in distress: Have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.

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Common English Bible

1 Answer me when I cry out, my righteous God! Set me free from my troubles! Have mercy on me! Listen to my prayer!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 In parts according to verses. A Psalm of David.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm of David.

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Psalm 4:1
35 Tagairtí Cros  

Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousness delight; And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright.


Thy servant, Lord, am I; Thy servant sure, thine handmaid's son: my bands thou didst untie.


God saves the meek: I was brought low, he did me help afford.


Look on me, Lord, and merciful do thou unto me prove, As thou art wont to do to those thy name who truly love.


Thy servant also bring thou not in judgment to be try'd: Because no living man can be in thy sight justify'd.


I called have on thee, O God, because thou wilt me hear: That thou may'st hearken to my speech, to me incline thine ear.


My God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are?


He from th' Eternal shall receive the blessing him upon, And righteousness, ev'n from the God of his salvation.


Turn unto me thy face, and to me mercy show; Because that I am desolate, and am brought very low.


And thou hast not inclosed me within the en'my's hand; And by thee have my feet been made in a large room to stand.


But as for me, thou me uphold'st in mine integrity; And me before thy countenance thou sett'st continually.


Like as the hart for water-brooks in thirst doth pant and bray; So pants my longing soul, O God, that come to thee I may.


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.


Shew mercy, Lord, to me, for man would swallow me outright; He me oppresseth, while he doth against me daily fight.


Be merciful to me, O God; thy mercy unto me Do thou extend; because my soul doth put her trust in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings my refuge I will place, Until these sad calamities do wholly overpass.


Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.


Lord, bless and pity us, shine on us with thy face:


In Judah's land God is well known, his name's in Isr'el great:


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