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Psalm 35:15 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: Yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

15 But in my stumbling and limping they rejoiced and gathered together [against me]; the smiters (slanderers and revilers) gathered against me, and I knew them not; they ceased not to slander and revile me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; They did tear me, and ceased not:

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Common English Bible

15 But when I stumbled, they celebrated and gathered together— they gathered together against me! Strangers I didn’t know tore me to pieces and wouldn’t quit.

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Psalm 35:15
20 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

And some began to spit on him, and to cover his face, and to buffet him, and to say unto him, Prophesy: and the servants did strike him with the palms of their hands.


Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, While there is none to deliver.


rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;


But the Jews which believed not, moved with envy, took unto them certain lewd fellows of the baser sort, and gathered a company, and set all the city on an uproar, and assaulted the house of Jason, and sought to bring them out to the people.


For I heard the defaming of many, fear on every side. Report, say they, and we will report it. All my familiars watched for my halting, saying, Peradventure he will be enticed, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.


Whoso mocketh the poor reproacheth his Maker: And he that is glad at calamities shall not be unpunished.


They that sit in the gate speak against me; And I was the song of the drunkards.


My soul is among lions: And I lie even among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.


An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.


For I am ready to halt, And my sorrow is continually before me.


Let destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself: Into that very destruction let him fall.


For dogs have compassed me: The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: They pierced my hands and my feet.


If I rejoiced at the destruction of him that hated me, Or lifted up myself when evil found him:


He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: He gnasheth upon me with his teeth; Mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.


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