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Psalm 38:12 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 They also that seek and demand my life lay snares for me, and they that seek and require my hurt speak crafty and mischievous things; they meditate treachery and deceit all the day long.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long.

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Common English Bible

12 Those who want me dead lay traps; those who want me harmed utter threats, muttering lies all day long.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.

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Psalm 38:12
18 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:


The words of his mouth are iniquity and guile: he would not understand that he might do well.


be attentive to me and hear me. I am grieved in my exercise; and am troubled,


He hath put my brethren far from me: and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.


These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.


O Lord God of hosts, who is like to thee? thou art mighty, O Lord, and thy truth is round about thee.


The brethren of the poor man hate him: moreover also his friends have departed far from him. He that followeth after words only, shall have nothing.


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