Ps.18.1

I love you, GOD- you make me strong.

Ps.18.1

I love you, O LORD, my strength.

Ps.18.1

I will love You, O LORD, my strength.

Ps.18.1

I love you, LORD; you are my strength.

Ps.18.2

GOD is bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight. My God--the high crag where I run for dear life, hiding behind the boulders, safe in the granite hideout.

Ps.18.2

The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

Ps.18.2

The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; My God, my strength, in whom I will trust; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

Ps.18.2

The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the strength of my salvation, and my stronghold.

Ps.18.3

I sing to GOD, the Praise-Lofty, and find myself safe and saved.

Ps.18.3

I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.

Ps.18.3

I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised; So shall I be saved from my enemies.

Ps.18.3

I will call on the LORD, who is worthy of praise, for he saves me from my enemies.

Ps.18.4

The hangman's noose was tight at my throat; devil waters rushed over me.

Ps.18.4

The cords of death entangled me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.

Ps.18.4

The pangs of death surrounded me, And the floods of ungodliness made me afraid.

Ps.18.4

The ropes of death surrounded me; the floods of destruction swept over me.

Ps.18.5

Hell's ropes cinched me tight; death traps barred every exit.

Ps.18.5

The cords of the grave coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me.

Ps.18.5

The sorrows of Sheol surrounded me; The snares of death confronted me.

Ps.18.5

The grave wrapped its ropes around me; death itself stared me in the face.

Ps.18.6

A hostile world! I call to GOD, I cry to God to help me. From his palace he hears my call; my cry brings me right into his presence--a private audience!

Ps.18.6

In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.

Ps.18.6

In my distress I called upon the LORD, And cried out to my God; He heard my voice from His temple, And my cry came before Him, even to His ears.

Ps.18.6

But in my distress I cried out to the LORD; yes, I prayed to my God for help. He heard me from his sanctuary; my cry reached his ears.