Psalms 71:20

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1. NIV New International Version

   20 Though you have made me see troubles,

   many and bitter,

   you will restore my life again;

   from the depths of the earth

   you will again bring me up.

2. ESV English Standard Version

   20 You who have *Ps. 60:3made me see many troubles and calamities

   will *Ps. 80:18;85:6;119:25;138:7;143:11;Hos. 6:2revive me again;

   from the depths of the earth

   you will bring me up again.

3. NLT New Living Translation

   20 You have allowed me to suffer much hardship,

   but you will restore me to life again

   and lift me up from the depths of the earth.

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   20 *Ps. 60:3You, who have shown me great and severe troubles,

   *Hos. 6:1, 2Shall revive me again,

   And bring me up again from the depths of the earth.

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   20 You who have shown *71:20 Another reading is usme many troubles and distresses

   Will revive *71:20 Another reading is usme again,

   And will bring *71:20 Another reading is usme up again from the depths of the earth.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   20 You caused me to experience

   many troubles and misfortunes,  * 71:20 Ps 60:3

   but you will revive me again.  * 71:20 Ps 85:6

   You will bring me up again,

   even from the depths of the earth.  * 71:20 Hs 6:1–2

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   20 The praises of David, the son of Jesse, are ended.

8. MSG The Message

   17-24 You got me when I was an unformed youth,

   God, and taught me everything I know.

   Now I’m telling the world your wonders;

   I’ll keep at it until I’m old and gray.

   God, don’t walk off and leave me

   until I get out the news

   Of your strong right arm to this world,

   news of your power to the world yet to come,

   Your famous and righteous

   ways, O God.

   God, you’ve done it all!

   Who is quite like you?

   You, who made me stare trouble in the face,

   Turn me around;

   Now let me look life in the face.

   I’ve been to the bottom;

   Bring me up, streaming with honors;

   turn to me, be tender to me,

   And I’ll take up the lute and thank you

   to the tune of your faithfulness, God.

   I’ll make music for you on a harp,

   Holy One of Israel.

   When I open up in song to you,

   I let out lungsful of praise,

   my rescued life a song.

   All day long I’m chanting

   about you and your righteous ways,

   While those who tried to do me in

   slink off looking ashamed.