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Psalm 88:4 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 I am counted among those who go down into the pit (the grave); I am like a man who has no help or strength [a mere shadow],

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit; I am as a man that hath no help,

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Common English Bible

4 I am considered as one of those plummeting into the pit. I am like those who are beyond help,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 I have set up a covenant with my elect. I have sworn to David my servant:

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Psalm 88:4
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Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.


but we had the sentence of death in ourselves, that we should not trust in ourselves, but in God which raiseth the dead:


Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.


I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.


For though he was crucified through weakness, yet he liveth by the power of God. For we also are weak in him, but we shall live with him by the power of God toward you.


For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.


I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; the earth with her bars was about me for ever: yet hast thou brought up my life from corruption, O Lord my God.


when I shall bring thee down with them that descend into the pit, with the people of old time, and shall set thee in the low parts of the earth, in places desolate of old, with them that go down to the pit, that thou be not inhabited; and I shall set glory in the land of the living;


What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?


My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.


He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.


He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.


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