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Psalm 32:4 - American Standard Version (1901)

4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed as with the drought of summer. [Selah

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 For day and night Your hand [of displeasure] was heavy upon me; my moisture was turned into the drought of summer. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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Common English Bible

4 because your hand was heavy upon me. My energy was sapped as if in a summer drought. Selah

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 For the word of the Lord is upright, and all his works are in faith.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 For the word of the Lord is right, and all his works are done with faithfulness.

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English Standard Version 2016

4 For day and night your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was dried up as by the heat of summer. Selah

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Psalm 32:4
15 Tagairtí Cros  

That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbor!


My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones are burned with heat.


Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, Neither shall my pressure be heavy upon thee.


My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.


Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.


Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.


would ye therefore tarry till they were grown? would ye therefore stay from having husbands? nay, my daughters, for it grieveth me much for your sakes, for the hand of Jehovah is gone forth against me.


They sent therefore and gathered together all the lords of the Philistines, and they said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go again to its own place, that it slay us not, and our people. For there was a deadly discomfiture throughout all the city; the hand of God was very heavy there.


And it was so, that, after they had carried it about, the hand of Jehovah was against the city with a very great discomfiture: and he smote the men of the city, both small and great; and tumors brake out upon them.


And see; if it goeth up by the way of its own border to Beth-shemesh, then he hath done us this great evil: but if not, then we shall know that it is not his hand that smote us; it was a chance that happened to us.


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