Psalms 42:7 - Compare All Versions

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When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar. Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me. Then GOD promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God’s prayer.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.

Troubles have come again and again, sounding like waterfalls. Your waves are crashing all around me.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterfalls: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.

Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me.

Deep calls to deep at the [thundering] sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.

I hear the tumult of the raging seas as your waves and surging tides sweep over me.

My deep need calls out to the deep kindness of your love. Your waterfall of weeping sent waves of sorrow over my soul, carrying me away, cascading over me like a thundering cataract.

Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.