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Psalm 45:3 - Y'all Version Bible

3 Strap your sword on your thigh, O mighty one, in your splendor and your majesty.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, With thy glory and thy majesty.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Gird Your sword upon Your thigh, O mighty One, in Your glory and Your majesty!

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, Thy glory and thy majesty.

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Common English Bible

3 Strap on your sword, great warrior, with your glory and grandeur.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 Because of this, we will not be afraid when the earth will be turbulent and the mountains will be transferred into the heart of the sea.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Therefore we will not fear, when the earth shall be troubled; and the mountains shall be removed into the heart of the sea.

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Psalm 45:3
22 Tagairtí Cros  

While he was still speaking, another came and said, “The fire of God has fallen from the sky, and has burned up the sheep and the servants, and consumed them, and I alone have escaped to tell you.”


Bless YHWH, my soul. YHWH, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.


to make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, the glory of the majesty of his kingdom.


I will meditate on the glorious majesty of your honor, on your wondrous works.


Hɪꜱ glory is great in your salvation. You lay honor and majesty on ʜɪᴍ.


For the king trusts in YHWH. Through the lovingkindness of the Most High, he will not be moved.


Honor and majesty are before ʜɪᴍ. Strength and beauty are in ʜɪꜱ sanctuary.


As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the young men. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.


His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.


He has made my mouth like a sharp sword. He has hidden me in the shadow of his hand. He has made me a polished shaft. He has kept me close in his quiver.


Y’all know the message ʜᴇ sent to the children of Israel, proclaiming the good news of peace through Jesus Christ, who is Lord of all.


For this reason Christ died, rose, and lived again, that he might be Lord of both the dead and the living.


Hɪꜱ Son is the radiance of ʜɪꜱ glory, the exact representation of ʜɪꜱ essence, and upholding all things by his powerful word. When he had made purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high.


For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword. It pierces to the point of dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow, and is able to discern the thoughts and intentions of the heart.


Now the main point of what we are saying is this: we have such a high priest, who sat down on the right hand of the throne of the Majesty in the heavens,


to the only God our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, be glory and majesty and dominion and power, both now and forever. Amen.


He held seven stars in his right hand, and out of his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword. His face was like the sun shining with its power.


Out of his mouth proceeds a sharp, double-edged sword that with it he should strike the ethnic groups. He will shepherd them with an iron rod. He treads the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty.


The rest were killed with the sword that came from the mouth of the one who sat on the horse, and all the birds were engorged with their flesh.


Ehud made himself a sword which had two edges, a cubit long. He wore it under his clothing on his right thigh.


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