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Psalm 143:7 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

7 Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 Answer me speedily, O Lord, for my spirit fails; hide not Your face from me, lest I become like those who go down into the pit (the grave).

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.

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Common English Bible

7 Answer me, LORD—and quickly! My breath is fading. Don’t hide your face from me or I’ll be like those going down to the pit!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.

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Psalm 143:7
20 Cross References  

And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.


Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.


Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.


O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help.


For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.


Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.


I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.


men's hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.


For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.


And I will wait upon the Lord, that hideth his face from the house of Jacob, and I will look for him.


But I am poor and needy; make haste unto me, O God: thou art my help and my deliverer; O Lord, make no tarrying.


But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.


For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.


My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.


Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.


Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.


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