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Psalm 13:2 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

2 How long must I bear pain in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all day long? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 How long must I lay up cares within me and have sorrow in my heart day after day? How long shall my enemy exalt himself over me?

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

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Common English Bible

2 How long will I be left to my own wits, agony filling my heart? Daily? How long will my enemy keep defeating me?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any who were considering or seeking God.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 The Lord hath looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there be any that understand and seek God.

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Psalm 13:2
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So the king said to me, “Why is your face sad, since you are not sick? This can only be sadness of the heart.” Then I was very much afraid.


Esther said, “A foe and an enemy, this wicked Haman!” Then Haman was terrified before the king and the queen.


If I am wicked, woe to me! If I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and look upon my affliction.


to do justice for the orphan and the oppressed, so that those from earth may strike terror no more.


The snares of death encompassed me; the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me; I suffered distress and anguish.


from the wicked who despoil me, my deadly enemies who surround me.


Let the lying lips be stilled that speak insolently against the righteous with pride and contempt.


For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever with me.


These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.


Turn, O Lord, save my life; deliver me for the sake of your steadfast love.


or like a lion they will tear me apart; they will drag me away, with no one to rescue.


How long, O God, is the foe to scoff? Is the enemy to revile your name forever?


Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs, and an impious people reviles your name.


Out of the mouths of babes and infants you have founded a bulwark because of your foes, to silence the enemy and the avenger.


The enemies have vanished in everlasting ruins; their cities you have rooted out; the very memory of them has perished.


A glad heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of heart the spirit is broken.


Besides, all their days they eat in darkness, in much anger and sickness and resentment.


Why is my pain unceasing, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Truly, you are to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail.


You said, “Woe is me! The Lord has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.”


My joy is gone; grief is upon me; my heart is sick.


Her foes have become the masters; her enemies prosper because the Lord has made her suffer for the multitude of her transgressions; her children have gone away, captives before the foe.


Her uncleanness was in her skirts; she took no thought of her future; her downfall was appalling, with none to comfort her. Look, O Lord, at my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed!


Why have you forgotten us completely? Why have you forsaken us these many days?


Then he said to them, “My soul is deeply grieved, even to death; remain here, and stay awake with me.”


When I was with you day after day in the temple, you did not lay hands on me. But this is your hour and the power of darkness!”


But because I have said these things to you, sorrow has filled your hearts.


I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.


He was indeed so ill that he nearly died. But God had mercy on him, and not only on him but on me also, so that I would not have one sorrow after another.


Saul was still more afraid of David. So Saul was David’s enemy from that time forward.


For who has ever found an enemy and sent the enemy safely away? So may the Lord reward you with good for what you have done to me this day.


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