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Psalm 143:3 - Tree of Life Version

3 For an enemy pursues my soul. He crushes my life down to the ground. He makes me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 For the enemy has pursued and persecuted my soul, he has crushed my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in dark places as those who have been long dead.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

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Common English Bible

3 The enemy is chasing me, crushing my life in the dirt, forcing me to live in the dark like those who’ve been dead forever.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?

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Psalm 143:3
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He made me dwell in dark places like those long dead.


I have cried out to You, Adonai. I said: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”


May those who seek my life be ashamed and disgraced. May they be turned back and humiliated —those who plot evil against me.


if I have paid back evil to anyone at peace with me, or unjustly attacked my adversary,


Then Joab said to his informant, “Look here, you saw him, so why didn’t you strike him there to the ground? I would have given you ten pieces of silver and a belt!”


Once again Abner warned Asahel, “Turn away from pursuing me! Why should I strike you to the ground? How would I ever look your brother Joab in the face?”


Then He said to me, “Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. Behold, they say: ‘Our bones are dried up; our hope is lost; we are cut off—by ourselves.’


O God, save me by Your Name, vindicate me by Your might.


then let the enemy chase me, overtake me, and trample me into the ground, leaving my honor in the dirt! Selah


Do not rejoice over me, O my enemy. Though I have fallen—I will arise. Though I sit in darkness, Adonai is my light.


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