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Psalm 69:20 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 Insults and reproach have broken my heart; I am full of heaviness and I am distressingly sick. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

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Common English Bible

20 Insults have broken my heart. I’m sick about it. I hoped for sympathy, but there wasn’t any; I hoped for comforters, but couldn’t find any.

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Psalm 69:20
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And I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold: therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me; and my fury, it upheld me.


I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.


And they all forsook him, and fled.


I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.


But all this was done, that the Scriptures of the prophets might be fulfilled. Then all the disciples forsook him, and fled.


and others had trial of cruel mockings and scourgings, yea, moreover of bonds and imprisonment:


Behold, the hour cometh, yea, is now come, that ye shall be scattered, every man to his own, and shall leave me alone: and yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.


Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.


And he cometh, and findeth them sleeping, and saith unto Peter, Simon, sleepest thou? couldest not thou watch one hour?


Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.


As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?


O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Her´monites, from the hill Mizar.


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