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Psalm 41:8 - Tree of Life Version

All who hate me whisper together about me They imagine the worst about me:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

An evil disease, say they, is poured out upon him and cleaves fast to him; and now that he is bedfast, he will not rise up again.

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American Standard Version (1901)

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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Common English Bible

“Some horrible thing has been poured into him; the next time he lies down, he won’t get up.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

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Psalm 41:8
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Adonai, how many are my foes! Many are rising up against me!


saying: “God has forsaken him— Pursue and take him, for no one will deliver.”


So this one, a daughter of Abraham incapacitated by satan for eighteen years, shouldn’t she be set free from this imprisonment on Yom Shabbat?”