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Psalm 13:2 - American Standard Version 2015

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul,\par\tab Having sorrow in my heart all the day?\par\tab How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart daily? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 How long must I lay up cares within me and have sorrow in my heart day after day? How long shall my enemy exalt himself over me?

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

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Common English Bible

2 How long will I be left to my own wits, agony filling my heart? Daily? How long will my enemy keep defeating me?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any who were considering or seeking God.

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Psalm 13:2
44 Tagairtí Cros  

And the king said unto me, Why is thy countenance sad, seeing thou art not sick? this is nothing else but sorrow of heart. Then I was very sore afraid.


And Esther said, An adversary and an enemy, even this wicked Haman. Then Haman was afraid before the king and the queen.


If I be wicked, woe unto me;\par\tab And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head;\par\tab Being filled with ignominy,\par\tab And looking upon mine affliction.


To judge the fatherless and the oppressed,\par\tab That man who is of the earth may be terrible no more.\par


The cords of death compassed me,\par\tab And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me:\par\tab I found trouble and sorrow.


From the wicked that oppress me,\par\tab My deadly enemies, that compass me about.


Let the lying lips be dumb,\par\tab Which speak against the righteous insolently,\par\tab With pride and contempt.


For I am ready to fall,\par\tab And my sorrow is continually before me.


These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,\par\tab How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God,\par\tab With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.


Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul:\par\tab Save me for thy lovingkindness' sake.


Lest they tear my soul like a lion,\par\tab Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.


How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach?\par\tab Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?


Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O Jehovah,\par\tab And that a foolish people hath blasphemed thy name.


Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou established strength,\par\tab Because of thine adversaries,\par\tab That thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.


The enemy are come to an end, they are desolate for ever;\par\tab And the cities which thou hast overthrown,\par\tab The very remembrance of them is perished.


A glad heart maketh a cheerful countenance;\par\tab But by sorrow of heart the spirit is broken.


All his days also he eateth in darkness, and he is sore vexed, and hath sickness and wrath.\par


Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou indeed be unto me as a deceitful {\i brook}, as waters that fail?\par


Thou didst say, Woe is me now! for Jehovah hath added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.


Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.


Her adversaries are become the head, her enemies prosper;\par\tab For Jehovah hath afflicted her for the multitude of her transgressions:\par\tab Her young children are gone into captivity before the adversary.


Her filthiness was in her skirts; she remembered not her latter end;\par\tab Therefore is she come down wonderfully; she hath no comforter:\par\tab Behold, O Jehovah, my affliction; for the enemy hath magnified himself.


Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever,\par\tab {\i And} forsake us so long time?


Then saith he unto them, {\cf6 My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: abide ye here, and watch with me.}


When I was daily with you in the temple, ye stretched not forth your hands against me: but this is your hour, and the power of darkness.}\par


But because I have spoken these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.


that I have great sorrow and unceasing pain in my heart.


for indeed he was sick nigh unto death: but God had mercy on him; and not on him only, but on me also, that I might not have sorrow upon sorrow.


And Saul was yet the more afraid of David; and Saul was David's enemy continually.


For if a man find his enemy, will he let him go well away? wherefore Jehovah reward thee good for that which thou hast done unto me this day.


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