Psalms 114

1I have loved, because the Lord will hear the voice of my prayer.

1When Israel went out of Egypt, the house of Jacob from a people of strange language;

1When Israel came out of Egypt, the children of Jacob from a people whose language was strange to them;

1When Israel went out of Egypt, the house of Jacob from a people of strange language,

2Because he hath inclined his ear unto me: and in my days I will call upon him.

2Judah was his sanctuary, and Israel his dominion.

2Judah became his holy place, and Israel his kingdom.

2 Judah was his sanctuary, Israel his dominion.

3The sorrows of death have compassed me: and the perils of hell have found me. I met with trouble and sorrow:

3The sea saw it, and fled: Jordan was driven back.

3The sea saw it, and went in flight; Jordan was turned back.

3 The sea saw it and fled, the Jordan turned back;

4And I called upon the name of the Lord. O Lord, deliver my soul.

4The mountains skipped like rams, and the little hills like lambs.

4The mountains were jumping like goats, and the little hills like lambs.

4 The mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs.

5The Lord is merciful and just, and our God sheweth mercy.

5What ailed thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest? thou Jordan, that thou wast driven back?

5What was wrong with you, O sea, that you went in flight? O Jordan, that you were turned back?

5 What ailed thee, thou sea, that thou fleddest? thou Jordan, that thou turnedst back?

6The Lord is the keeper of little ones: I was humbled, and he delivered me.

6Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams; and ye little hills, like lambs?

6You mountains, why were you jumping like goats, and you little hills like lambs?

6 Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams? ye hills, like lambs?

7Turn, O my soul, into thy rest: for the Lord hath been bountiful to thee.

7Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob;

7Be troubled, O earth, before the Lord, before the God of Jacob;

7 Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of theGod of Jacob,

8For he hath delivered my soul from death: my eyes from tears, my feet from falling.

8Which turned the rock into a standing water, the flint into a fountain of waters.

8Who made the rock into a water-spring, and the hard stone into a fountain.

8 Who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a fountain of waters.

9I will please the Lord in the land of the living.

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