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Psalm 69:17 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

Don't hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in trouble: Hear me speedily.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Hide not Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress; O answer me speedily!

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American Standard Version (1901)

And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in distress; answer me speedily.

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Common English Bible

Don’t hide your face from me, your servant, because I’m in deep trouble. Answer me quickly!

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Psalm 69:17
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be.*


Don't hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.


Hurry to answer me, LORD. My spirit fails. Don't hide your face from me, so that I don't become like those who go down into the pit.


Deliver me, LORD, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.


For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, Neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.


Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.


Be pleased, LORD, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, LORD.


Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?


which my lips promised, and my mouth spoke, when I was in distress.


[It is of] the LORD's loving kindnesses that we are not consumed, because his compassion doesn't fail.


Then he said to them, *My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death. Stay here, and watch with me.*


About the ninth hour Yeshua cried with a loud voice, saying, *`Eli, `Eli, lima shavakhtani?* That is, *My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?*