Psalm 73:21 - Revised Standard Version CI

When my soul was embittered, when I was pricked in heart,

Flere versioner

Thus my heart was grieved, And I was pricked in my reins.

For my heart was grieved, embittered, and in a state of ferment, and I was pricked in my heart [as with the sharp fang of an adder].

For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:

When my heart was bitter, when I was all cut up inside,

Do not allow the humble to be turned away in confusion. The poor and the needy will praise your name.

Let not the humble be turned away with confusion: the poor and needy shall praise thy name.

his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.

Fret not yourself because of the wicked, be not envious of wrongdoers!

Be still before the Lord, and wait patiently for him; fret not yourself over him who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices!

For I was envious of the arrogant, when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

He drove into my heart the arrows of his quiver;

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