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Psalm 69:3 - The Scriptures 2009

3 I am worn out from my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes grow dim As I wait for my Elohim.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail with waiting [hopefully] for my God.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

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Common English Bible

3 I am tired of crying. My throat is hoarse. My eyes are exhausted with waiting for my God.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 May those who seek my soul be confounded and awed.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

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Psalm 69:3
18 Cross References  

But the eyes of the wrong are consumed, and they shall not escape, and their expectancy is the breathing out of life!”


My face is reddened from weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;


My eyes have pined away for Your deliverance, And for the word of Your righteousness.


My eyes have pined away for Your word, Saying, “When would it comfort me?”


My strength is dried like a potsherd, And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws; And to the dust of death You are appointing Me.


O My Elohim, I call by day, but You do not answer; And by night, but I find no rest.


Taw Let integrity and straightness guard me, For I have waited for You.


“And now, יהוה, what do I wait for? My expectancy is in You.


Then He put a new song in my mouth; Praise to our Elohim; Many do see it and fear, And trust in יהוה.


I have grown weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.


And they gave me gall for my food, And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.


Your wrath has rested heavily upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your breakers. Selah.


“Like a swallow or a thrush, so I chattered; I moaned like a dove; my eyes look weakly on high. O יהוה, I am oppressed, undertake for me!


My eyes are spent with tears, My inward parts ferment, My bile has been poured on the ground Because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, As children and the infants languish In the streets of the city.


After this, יהושע, knowing that all had been accomplished, in order that the Scripture might be accomplished, said, “I thirst!”


“Your sons and your daughters are given to another people, and your eyes look and fail for them all day long, and your hand powerless.


who, in the days of His flesh, when He had offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to Him who was able to save Him from death, and was heard because of His reverent fear,


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