Psalm 142:6 - King James Version - American Edition Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Attend to my loud cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I. American Standard Version (1901) Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I. Common English Bible Pay close attention to my shouting, because I’ve been brought down so low! Deliver me from my oppressors because they’re stronger than me. Catholic Public Domain Version I have extended my hands to you. My soul is like a land without water before you. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee. |
Who remembered us in our low estate: for his mercy endureth for ever:
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
Hear the right, O Lord, attend unto my cry; give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.
He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me.
I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! Many are they that rise up against me.
But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us; for we are brought very low.
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
Who shall lay any thing to the charge of God's elect? It is God that justifieth.
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.
After whom is the king of Israel come out? after whom dost thou pursue? after a dead dog, after a flea.