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Psalm 68:1 - Tree of Life Version

1 For the music director, a psalm of David, a song.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered: Let them also that hate him flee before him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 GOD IS [already] beginning to arise, and His enemies to scatter; let them also who hate Him flee before Him!

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered; Let them also that hate him flee before him.

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Common English Bible

1 Let God rise up; let his enemies scatter; let those who hate him run scared before him!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. For those who will be changed: of David.

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Psalm 68:1
21 Tagairtí Cros  

Now arise, Adonai Elohim, to Your resting place, You and the Ark of Your might. May Your kohanim, Adonai Elohim, be clothed with salvation, and may Your godly ones rejoice in goodness.


For the king trusts in Adonai, and in the lovingkindness of Elyon he will not be shaken.


For our soul sinks down to the dust. Our belly cleaves to the earth.


My God in His lovingkindness will go before me. God will let me look down on my foes.


When you lie among the campfires, wings of a dove were covered with silver and her feathers with shimmering gold.


From Your Temple above Jerusalem, kings bring You tribute.


You rule over the swelling of the sea. When its waves mount up, You still them.


Do not bow down to them, do not let anyone make you serve them. For I, Adonai your God, am a jealous God, bringing the iniquity of the fathers upon the children to the third and fourth generations of those who hate Me,


From the noise of tumult people will flee; When You lift Yourself up, the nations will be scattered.


A third you will burn in fire in the midst of the city, when the days of the siege are complete. Take a third and strike it with the sword all around the city. Scatter a third to the wind, and I will draw out a sword after them.


Then the iron, the clay, the bronze, the silver and the gold were crushed together, and became like chaff from summer threshing-floors that the wind blows away. Not a trace of them could be found. Then the stone that struck the image became a great mountain and filled the whole earth.


Whenever the Ark would set out, Moses would say: “Arise, Adonai! May Your enemies be scattered! May those who hate You flee from before You!”


but repays those who hate Him to their face, to annihilate them. He will not hesitate with him who hates Him; He will repay him to his face.


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