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Psalm 142:7 - Y'all Version Bible

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may praise thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Bring my life out of prison, that I may confess, praise, and give thanks to Your name; the righteous will surround me and crown themselves because of me, for You will deal bountifully with me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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Common English Bible

7 Get me out of this prison so I can give thanks to your name. Then the righteous will gather all around me because of your good deeds to me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 O Lord, heed me quickly. My spirit has grown faint. Do not turn your face away from me, lest I become like those who descend into the pit.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

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Psalm 142:7
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Return to your rest, my soul, for YHWH has dealt bountifully with you.


Do good to your servant. I will live and I will obey your word.


Those who fear you will see me and be glad, because I have put my hope in your word.


I will sing to YHWH, because ʜᴇ has been good to me.


I cry with my voice to YHWH. With my voice, I ask YHWH for mercy.


Revive me, YHWH, for your name’s sake. In your righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.


Deliver me, YHWH, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.


who executes justice for the oppressed, who gives food to the hungry. YHWH frees the prisoners.


You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a large place.


My soul will boast in YHWH. The humble will hear of it and be glad.


They who render evil for good are also adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.


that I may declare all of your praise, at the gates of Daughter Zion I will rejoice in your salvation.


When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.


The Spirit of Lord YHWH is on me, because YHWH has anointed me to bring good news to the humble. He has sent me to bandage the broken hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives and freedom to the prisoners,


But God raised him up, releasing him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for him to be held by death.


We call them blessed who endured. Y’all have heard of the perseverance of Job, and y’all have seen what the Lord brought about. The Lord is full of compassion and mercy.


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