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Psalm 143:3 - Revised Version 1885

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For the enemy has pursued and persecuted my soul, he has crushed my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in dark places as those who have been long dead.

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American Standard Version (1901)

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

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Common English Bible

The enemy is chasing me, crushing my life in the dirt, forcing me to live in the dark like those who’ve been dead forever.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?

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Psalm 143:3
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And Joab said unto the man that told him, And behold, thou sawest it, and why didst thou not smite him there to the ground? and I would have given thee ten pieces of silver, and a girdle.


And Abner said again to Asahel, Turn thee aside from following me: wherefore should I smite thee to the ground? how then should I hold up my face to Joab thy brother?


Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.


Let them be ashamed and brought to dishonour that seek after my soul: Let them be turned back and confounded that devise my hurt.


For strangers are risen up against me, And violent men have sought after my soul: They have not set God before them. Selah


Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; Yea, let him tread my life down to the earth, And lay my glory in the dust. Selah


Arise, O LORD, in thine anger, Lift up thyself against the rage of mine adversaries: And awake for me; thou hast commanded judgement.


He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.


Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are clean cut off.


Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy: when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness, the LORD shall be a light unto me.