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Psalm 59:1 - Revised Standard Version

1 Deliver me from my enemies, O my God, protect me from those who rise up against me,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: Defend me from them that rise up against me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 DELIVER ME from my enemies, O my God; defend and protect me from those who rise up against me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: Set me on high from them that rise up against me.

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Common English Bible

1 Oh, my God, deliver me from my enemies; put me out of reach from those who rise up against me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. For those who will be changed, with the inscription of a title, of David himself, for instruction:

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine,

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Psalm 59:1
16 Tagairtí Cros  

“Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord; “I will place him in the safety for which he longs.”


And in thy steadfast love cut off my enemies, and destroy all my adversaries, for I am thy servant.


Deliver me, O Lord, from my enemies! I have fled to thee for refuge!


who delivered me from my enemies; yea, thou didst exalt me above my adversaries; thou didst deliver me from men of violence.


The Lord answer you in the day of trouble! The name of the God of Jacob protect you!


Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for in thee my soul takes refuge; in the shadow of thy wings I will take refuge, till the storms of destruction pass by.


Do you indeed decree what is right, you gods? Do you judge the sons of men uprightly?


Rescue me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and cruel man.


Because he cleaves to me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him, because he knows my name.


he will dwell on the heights; his place of defense will be the fortresses of rocks; his bread will be given him, his water will be sure.


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