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Psalm 68:21 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

But surely God shall wound the head of those that are his foes; The hairy scalp of him that still on in his trespass goes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

But God shall wound the head of his enemies, And the hairy scalp of such an one as goeth on still in his trespasses.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

But God will shatter the heads of His enemies, the hairy scalp of such a one as goes on still in his trespasses and guilty ways.

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American Standard Version (1901)

But God will smite through the head of his enemies, The hairy scalp of such a one as goeth on still in his guiltiness.

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Common English Bible

Yes, God will shatter the heads of his enemies— the very skulls of those who walk in guilt.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

All those who trouble me are in your sight; my heart has anticipated reproach and misery. And I sought for one who might grieve together with me, but there was no one, and for one who might console me, and I found no one.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

In thy sight are all they that afflict me; my heart hath expected reproach and misery. And I looked for one that would grieve together with me, but there was none: and for one that would comfort me, and I found none.

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Psalm 68:21
15 Tagairtí Cros  

He shall among the heathen judge, he shall with bodies dead The places fill: o'er many lands he wound shall ev'ry head.


But thou, O Lord my God, those men in justice shalt o'erthrow, And in destruction's dungeon dark at last shalt lay them low: The bloody and deceitful men shall not live half their days: But upon thee with confidence I will depend always.


Thou hast, O Lord, most glorious, ascended up on high; And in triumph victorious led captive captivity: Thou hast received gifts for men, for such as did rebel; Yea, ev'n for them, that God the Lord in midst of them might dwell.


If he do not return again, then he his sword will whet; His bow he hath already bent, and hath it ready set:


Assuredly he shall thee save, and give deliverance From subtile fowler's snare, and from the noisome pestilence.