Psalm 73:21 - King James Version - American Edition

Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Thus my heart was grieved, And I was pricked in my reins.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For my heart was grieved, embittered, and in a state of ferment, and I was pricked in my heart [as with the sharp fang of an adder].

American Standard Version (1901)

For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:

Common English Bible

When my heart was bitter, when I was all cut up inside,

Catholic Public Domain Version

Do not allow the humble to be turned away in confusion. The poor and the needy will praise your name.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Let not the humble be turned away with confusion: the poor and needy shall praise thy name.

Psalm 73:21 Tagairtí Cros

Job 16:13

His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

Psalm 37:1

Fret not thyself because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers of iniquity.

Psalm 37:7

Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.

Psalm 73:3

For I was envious at the foolish, when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

Lamentations 3:13

He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.