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Psalm 39:13 - Tree of Life Version

13 Hear my prayer, Adonai, and listen to my cry— do not keep silent at my tears. For with You I am an outsider, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 O look away from me and spare me, that I may recover cheerfulness and encouraging strength and know gladness before I go and am no more!

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

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Common English Bible

13 Look away from me so I can be happy again before I pass away and am gone.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 For evils without number have surrounded me. My iniquities have taken hold of me, and I was not able to see. They have been multiplied beyond the hairs of my head. And my heart has forsaken me.

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Psalm 39:13
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Will You never look away from me, or let me alone until I swallow my spittle?


Then their father Jacob said to them, “You’ve made me childless! Joseph is no more. Now Simeon is gone, and next you’ll take Benjamin! Everything is against me!”


And Enoch continually walked with God—then he was not there, because God took him.


Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The days of the years of my sojourn are 130 years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life. Moreover, the days of the years of my life have not attained the days of the years of the lives of my fathers, in the days of their sojourn.”


“Moreover, the land is not to be sold ­permanently, because the land is Mine. For you are sojourners with Me.


“Please, Adonai, remember how I have walked before You in truth and with a whole heart, and have done what is good in Your eyes.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.


For we are sojourners before You, mere transients like our fathers. Our days on the earth are like a shadow, without security.


In my distress I called on Adonai, and cried to my God for help. From His Temple He heard my voice, my cry before Him came into His ears.


I am a temporary dweller on earth— do not hide Your mitzvot from me.


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