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Psalm 6:3 - King James Version - American Edition

My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My soul is also sore vexed: But thou, O LORD, how long?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

My [inner] self [as well as my body] is also exceedingly disturbed and troubled. But You, O Lord, how long [until You return and speak peace to me]?

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American Standard Version (1901)

My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?

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Common English Bible

My whole body is completely terrified! But you, LORD! How long will this last?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, Lord, for my bones have become disturbed,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

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Psalm 6:3
15 Tagairtí Cros  

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.


I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.


Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.


Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted in me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.


Will the Lord cast off for ever? And will he be favorable no more?


that I may show forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.


Return, O Lord, how long? And let it repent thee concerning thy servants.


The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?


Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.


Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.


And shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them?


Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.