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Psalm 55:2 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

2 Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Attend to me and answer me; I am restless and distraught in my complaint and must moan

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

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Common English Bible

2 Pay attention! Answer me! I can’t sit still while complaining. I’m beside myself

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Have mercy on me, O God, because man has trampled over me. All day long, he has afflicted me by fighting against me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Have mercy on me, O God, for man hath trodden me under foot; all the day long he hath afflicted me fighting against me.

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Psalm 55:2
12 Cross References  

Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry; Give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.


When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long.


I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.


For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou cast me off? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?


Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint: Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.


But verily God hath heard; He hath attended to the voice of my prayer.


I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah


Like a swallow or a crane, so did I chatter; I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward; O LORD, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.


We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgement, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.


Thou heardest my voice; hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry.


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