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Psalm 90:5 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 His truth shall compass thee with a shield: thou shalt not be afraid of the terror of the night.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 You carry away [these disobedient people, doomed to die within forty years] as with a flood; they are as a sleep [vague and forgotten as soon as they are gone]. In the morning they are like grass which grows up–

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

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Common English Bible

5 You sweep humans away like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 His truth will surround you with a shield. You will not be afraid: before the terror of the night,

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English Standard Version 2016

5 You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning:

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Psalm 90:5
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As a dream that fleeth away he shall not be found: he shall pass as a vision of the night:


Who were taken away before their time: and a flood hath overthrown their foundation.


From morning till evening they shall be cut down: and because no one understandeth, they shall perish for ever.


They have passed by as ships carrying fruits, as an eagle flying to the prey.


Have regard to thy covenant: for they that are the obscure of the earth have been filled with dwellings of iniquity.


My generation is at an end; and it is rolled away from me, as a shepherd's tent. My life is cut off, as by a weaver: whilst I was yet but beginning, he cut me off. From morning even to night thou wilt make an end of me.


I hoped till morning: as a lion so hath he broken all my bones. From morning even to night thou wilt make an end of me.


The voice of one, saying: Cry. And I said: What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the glory thereof as the flower of the field.


The grass is withered, and the dower is fallen, because the spirit of the Lord hath blown upon it. Indeed the people is grass.


For all flesh is as grass; and all the glory thereof as the flower of grass. The grass is withered, and the flower thereof is fallen away.


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