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Psalm 76:5 - King James Version - American Edition

The stout-hearted are spoiled, they have slept their sleep: and none of the men of might have found their hands.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

The stouthearted are spoiled, they have slept their sleep: And none of the men of might have found their hands.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

The stouthearted are stripped of their spoil, they have slept the sleep [of death]; and none of the men of might could raise their hands.

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American Standard Version (1901)

The stouthearted are made a spoil, They have slept their sleep; And none of the men of might have found their hands.

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Common English Bible

The bravehearted lie plundered. They sank into deep lethargy. All the strong troops couldn’t even lift their hands!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

My eyes anticipated the vigils. I was disturbed, and I did not speak.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

My eyes prevented the watches: I was troubled, and I spoke not.

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Psalm 76:5
10 Tagairtí Cros  

Consider and hear me, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;


Then shall the Assyrian fall with the sword, not of a mighty man; and the sword, not of a mean man, shall devour him: but he shall flee from the sword, and his young men shall be discomfited.


Then the angel of the Lord went forth, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians a hundred and fourscore and five thousand: and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.


Hearken unto me, ye stout-hearted, that are far from righteousness:


In their heat I will make their feasts, and I will make them drunken, that they may rejoice, and sleep a perpetual sleep, and not wake, saith the Lord.


Now I Nebuchadnez´zar praise and extol and honor the King of heaven, all whose works are truth, and his ways judgment: and those that walk in pride he is able to abase.


Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall dwell in the dust: thy people is scattered upon the mountains, and no man gathereth them.