Let not those who are my lying enemies rejoice over me, those who hate me without cause wink with the eye.
Psalm 69:4 - Modern King James Version They who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; they who would destroy me are mighty, my lying enemies. Then I restored what I did not take away. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: They that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: Then I restored that which I took not away. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head; those who would cut me off and destroy me, being my enemies wrongfully, are many and mighty. I am [forced] to restore what I did not steal. [John 15:25.] American Standard Version (1901) They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: They that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: That which I took not away I have to restore. Common English Bible More numerous than the hairs on my head are those who hate me for no reason. My treacherous enemies, those who would destroy me, are countless. Must I now give back what I didn’t steal in the first place? Catholic Public Domain Version May those who wish evils upon me be turned back and blush with shame. May they be turned away immediately, blushing with shame, who say to me: "Well, well." Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: 'T is well, 't is well. |
Let not those who are my lying enemies rejoice over me, those who hate me without cause wink with the eye.
For evils without number have hemmed me in; my sins have taken hold on me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails me.
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul; the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Jehovah.
My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all my enemies.
But that the Word might be fulfilled that is written in their Law, "They hated Me without a cause."
For He has made Him who knew no sin, to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
He Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that dying to sins, we might live to righteousness; by whose stripes you were healed.
For Christ also once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God, indeed being put to death in the flesh, but made alive in the Spirit;