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Psalm 3:2 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

Many saying to my soul, No salvation to him in God. Silence.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Many are saying of me, There is no help for him in God. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. [Selah

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Common English Bible

So many are talking about me: “Even God won’t help him.” Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? Many are they who rise up against me.

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Psalm 3:2
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Unless Jehovah was to us in the rising up of man against us,


All seeing me will deride me: they will gape with the lip, they will shake the head.


With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from his holy mountain. Silence.


To Jehovah salvation: upon thy people thy blessing. Silence.


Sons of man, how long mine honor for shame? Ye will love emptiness, ye. will seek falsehood. Silence.


Be ye disturbed, and ye shall not sin: say in your heart upon your bed,


With a breaking of my bones mine enemies reproached me, in their saying all the day, Where their God?


My tears were to me bread day and night, in saying to me all the days, Where is thy God?


Saying, God forsook him: pursue him and take him, for none delivering.


Thou wentest forth to save thy people, to save thy Messiah; thou didst crush the head from the house of the unjust, making naked the foundation, even to the neck. Silence.


God will come from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran Silence. His majesty covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.


In nakedness thou shalt raise thy bow, the oaths of the tribes, he said. Silence. Thou wilt divide the earth with rivers.