He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
Psalm 38:12 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And imagine deceits all the day long. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition They also that seek and demand my life lay snares for me, and they that seek and require my hurt speak crafty and mischievous things; they meditate treachery and deceit all the day long. American Standard Version (1901) They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long. Common English Bible Those who want me dead lay traps; those who want me harmed utter threats, muttering lies all day long. Catholic Public Domain Version I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted. |
He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
He lurketh in the covert as a lion in his den: He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.
The wicked have laid a snare for me; Yet went I not astray from thy precepts.
The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the way side; They have set gins for me. Selah
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.
For they speak not peace: But they devise deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land.
Let them be ashamed and brought to dishonour that seek after my soul: Let them be turned back and confounded that devise my hurt.
Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?
For strangers are risen up against me, And violent men have sought after my soul: They have not set God before them. Selah
For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; And the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.
Mine eye wasteth away by reason of affliction: I have called daily upon thee, O LORD, I have spread forth my hands unto thee.
All the brethren of the poor do hate him: How much more do his friends go far from him! He pursueth them with words, but they are gone.