Catholic Public Domain Version
"To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God. "
— Psalms 29:9, Catholic Public Domain Version
“The voice of the Lord maketh the hinds to calve, and discovereth the forests: and in his temple doth every one speak of his glory.”
“The voice of Jehovah maketh the hinds to calve, And strippeth the forests bare: And in his temple everything saith, Glory. ”
“Yahweh's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, "Glory!"”
“The LORD’s shout bends the large trees and strips the leaves from the forests. Everyone in his temple says,“Majestic!””
“To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.”
“At the voice of the Lord the roes give birth, the leaves are taken from the trees: in his Temple everything says, Glory.”
“The voice of the Lord maketh the hinds to calve, and discovereth the forests: and in his temple doth every one speak of his glory.”
For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.