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Psalm 69:20 - New Revised Standard Version Catholic Interconfessional

20 Insults have broken my heart, so that I am in despair. I looked for 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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I looked, but there was no helper; I stared, but there was no one to sustain me; so my own arm brought me victory, and my wrath sustained me.


Look on my right hand and see— there is no one who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for me.


All of them deserted him and fled.


“I have heard many such things; miserable comforters are you all.


But all this has taken place, so that the scriptures of the prophets may be fulfilled.” Then all the disciples deserted him and fled.


Others suffered mocking and flogging, and even chains and imprisonment.


The hour is coming, indeed it has come, when you will be scattered, each one to his home, and you will leave me alone. Yet I am not alone because the Father is with me.


“Now my soul is troubled. And what should I say—‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, it is for this reason that I have come to this hour.


He came and found them sleeping; and he said to Peter, “Simon, are you asleep? Could you not keep awake one hour?


Our soul has had more than its fill of the scorn of those who are at ease, of the contempt of the proud.


As with a deadly wound in my body, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, “Where is your God?”


and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.


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