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Psalm 31:9 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

9 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye wastes away from grief, my soul and body also.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: Mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Have mercy and be gracious unto me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; with grief my eye is weakened, also my inner self and my body.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

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Common English Bible

9 Have mercy on me, LORD, because I’m depressed. My vision fails because of my grief, as do my spirit and my body.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Do not become like the horse and the mule, which have no understanding. Their jaws are constrained with bit and bridle, so as not to draw near to you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Do not become like the horse and the mule, who have no understanding. With bit and bridle bind fast their jaws, who come not near unto thee.

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Psalm 31:9
19 Cross References  

He brought me out into a broad place; he delivered me because he delighted in me.


My eye has grown dim from grief, and all my members are like a shadow.


Some sat in darkness and in gloom, prisoners in misery and in irons,


The Lord rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands he recompensed me.


I pursued my enemies and overtook them and did not turn back until they were consumed.


For we sink down to the dust; our bodies cling to the ground.


My eyes waste away because of grief; they grow weak because of all my foes.


those that my lips uttered and my mouth promised when I was in trouble.


For all day long I have been plagued and am punished every morning.


My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.


my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call on you, O Lord; I spread out my hands to you.


Our eyes failed, ever watching vainly for help; we were watching eagerly for a nation that could not save.


Because of this our hearts are sick; because of these things our eyes have grown dim:


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