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Psalm 63:5 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

5 Ev'n as with marrow and with fat my soul shall filled be; Then shall my mouth with joyful lips sing praises unto thee:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; And my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 My whole being shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise You with joyful lips

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; And my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips;

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Common English Bible

5 I’m fully satisfied— as with a rich dinner. My mouth speaks praise with joy on my lips—

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 so that they may shoot arrows from hiding at the immaculate.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 to shoot in secret the undefiled.

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Psalm 63:5
17 Tagairtí Cros  

I will sing to the Lord most high, so long as I shall live; And while I being have I shall to my God praises give.


Of him my meditation shall sweet thoughts to me afford; And as for me, I will rejoice in God, my only Lord.


Your hands within God's holy place lift up, and praise his name.


Praise ye the Lord, for he is good; unto him praises sing: Sing praises to his name, because it is a pleasant thing.


But as for me, I thine own face in righteousness will see; And with thy likeness, when I wake, I satisfy'd shall be.


Then will I to God's altar go, to God my chiefest joy: Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise my harp I will employ.


Bless'd is the man whom thou dost chuse, and mak'st approach to thee, That he within thy courts, O Lord, may still a dweller be: We surely shall be satisfy'd with thy abundant grace, And with the goodness of thy house, ev'n of thy holy place.


My lips shall much rejoice in thee, when I thy praises sound; My soul, which thou redeemed hast, in joy shall much abound.


Great honour is before his face, and majesty divine; Strength is within his holy place, and there doth beauty shine.


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