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Psalm 39:12 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, And give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not Your peace at my tears! For I am Your passing guest, a temporary resident, as all my fathers were.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Common English Bible

12 Hear my prayer, LORD! Listen closely to my cry for help! Please don’t ignore my tears! I’m just a foreigner— an immigrant staying with you, just like all my ancestors were.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 O Lord, do not take your tender mercies far from me. Your mercy and your truth ever sustain me.

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Psalm 39:12
19 Cross References  

Beloved, I beseech you as sojourners and pilgrims, to abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;


These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them and greeted them from afar, and having confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.


I am a sojourner in the earth: Hide not thy commandments from me.


And the land shall not be sold in perpetuity; for the land is mine: for ye are strangers and sojourners with me.


And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.


And if ye call on him as Father, who without respect of persons judgeth according to each man's work, pass the time of your sojourning in fear:


Thou tellest my wanderings: Put thou my tears into thy bottle; Are they not in thy book?


For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers were: our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no abiding.


Turn again, and say to Hezekiah the prince of my people, Thus saith the LORD, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tears: behold, I will heal thee: on the third day thou shalt go up unto the house of the LORD.


Who in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,


The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me I found trouble and sorrow


My friends scorn me: But mine eye poureth out tears unto God;


It may be that the LORD will look on the wrong done unto me, and that the LORD will requite me good for his cursing of me this day.


Being therefore always of good courage, and knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord


Hear my prayer, O LORD, And let my cry come unto thee.


Thy statutes have been my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.


And Abraham sojourned in the land of the Philistines many days.


Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.


For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: We bring our years to an end as a tale that is told.


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