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Psalm 69:1 - Y'all Version Bible

1 Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Save me, O God; For the waters are come in unto my soul.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 SAVE ME, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck [they threaten my life].

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Save me, O God; For the waters are come in unto my soul.

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Common English Bible

1 Save me, God, because the waters have reached my neck!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David, in remembrance that the Lord had saved him.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Unto the end, a psalm for David, to bring to remembrance that the Lord saved him.

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Psalm 69:1
15 Tagairtí Cros  

or darkness, so that you can not see, and floods of waters cover you.


The ropes of death surrounded me. The torrents of destruction terrified me.


Therefore, let everyone who is godly pray to you when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, it will not reach to them.


Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.


My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer.


God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.


I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.


Hear us, Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock, you who sit above the cherubim, shine out.


I will make justice the measuring line, and righteousness the plumb line. The hail will sweep away the refuge of lies, and the waters will overflow the hiding place.


When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and through the rivers, they will not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned, and flame will not scorch you.


Waters flowed over my head. I said, “I am cut off.”


He said to me, “The waters which you saw, where the prostitute sits, are peoples, crowds, ethnic groups, and tongues.


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