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Psalm 90:9 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

9 For in thine anger all our days do pass on to an end; And as a tale that hath been told, so we our years do spend.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We spend our years as a tale that is told.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 For all our days [out here in this wilderness, says Moses] pass away in Your wrath; we spend our years as a tale that is told [for we adults know we are doomed to die soon, without reaching Canaan]. [Num. 14:26-35.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We bring our years to an end as a sigh.

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Common English Bible

9 Yes, all our days slip away because of your fury; we finish up our years with a whimper.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 For you, O Lord, are my hope. You have set the Most High as your refuge.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Because thou, O Lord, art my hope: thou hast made the most High thy refuge.

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Psalm 90:9
5 Tagairtí Cros  

Let them be like unto the chaff that flies before the wind; And let the angel of the Lord pursue them hard behind.


Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears and pray'rs not silent be: I sojourn as my fathers all, and stranger am with thee.


Lo, thou my days an handbreadth mad'st; mine age is in thine eye As nothing: sure each man at best is wholly vanity.


Wherefore their days in vanity he did consume and waste; And by his wrath their wretched years away in trouble past.


Because a thousand years appear no more before thy sight Than yesterday, when it is past, or than a watch by night.


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