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Psalm 102:9 - Easy To Read Version

My great sadness is my only food.\par My tears fall into my drinks.\par

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For I have eaten the ashes [in which I sat] as if they were bread and have mingled my drink with weeping

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American Standard Version (1901)

For I have eaten ashes like bread, And mingled my drink with weeping,

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Common English Bible

I’ve been eating ashes instead of bread. I’ve been mixing tears into my drinks

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Catholic Public Domain Version

He will not be angry forever, and he will not threaten for eternity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

He will not always be angry: nor will he threaten for ever.

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Psalm 102:9
10 Tagairtí Cros  

When it is time to eat,\par I only sigh with sadness\par not with joy.\par My complaints pour out like water.\par


Why should I be so sad?\par Why should I be so upset?\par I should wait for God’s help.\par I will get the chance to praise him yet.\par He will save me!\par


My enemy constantly \{makes fun of me\}.\par He says, “Where is your God?\par \{Has he come to save you yet?\}”\par \{I am so sad\} that my only food\par is the tears \{that fall from my eyes\}.\par


They gave me poison, not food.\par They gave me vinegar, not wine.\par


You have given tears as food to your people.\par You have given your people bowls\par filled with their tears.\par That was their water to drink.\par


That man does not know what he is doing. He is confused, so his heart leads him the wrong way. That man can’t save himself. And he can’t see that he is doing wrong. That man will not say, “This statue I am holding is a false god.”


Don’t tell it in Gath. {\cf2\super [14]} \par Don’t cry in Acco. {\cf2\super [15]} \par Roll yourself in the dust at Beth Ophrah. {\cf2\super [16]} \par


They will crawl in the dust like a snake.\par They will shake with fear.\par They will be like insects crawling\par from their holes in the ground\par and coming to the Lord our God.\par God, they will fear and respect you!\par