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Psalm 142:5 - Tree of Life Version

5 Look at my right hand and see, for no one cares about me. I have no refuge— no one cares for my soul.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 I cried to You, O Lord; I said, You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

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Common English Bible

5 I cry to you, LORD, for help. “You are my refuge,” I say. “You are all I have in the land of the living.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 I have called to mind the days of antiquity. I have been meditating on all your works. I have meditated on the workings of your hands.

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Psalm 142:5
16 Tagairtí Cros  

Adonai is my portion. I promised to guard Your words.


Adonai is my portion and my cup. You cast my lot.


Surely I trust that I will see the goodness of Adonai in the land of the living.


They repay me evil for good— my soul is forlorn.


For the music director, of the sons of Korah, according to Alamoth, a song.


“Be still, and know that I am God. I am exalted among the nations. I am exalted in the earth.”


Nations are in uproar, kingdoms totter, He utters His voice, the earth melts!


I am under vows to You, O God. I will present thank offerings to You.


My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.


I will say of Adonai, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.


Again I looked and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun, and behold, I saw the tears of the oppressed, but they have no comforter. Power is in the hand of their oppressors, but they had no comforter.


“Adonai is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in Him.”


Look, the hour is coming—indeed has come—when you will be scattered, each to his own, and you will abandon Me. Yet I am not alone, because the Father is with Me.


But the Lord stood by me and strengthened me, so that through me the message might be proclaimed in full measure, and all the nations might hear—and I was rescued from the lion’s mouth!


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