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Psalm 73:21 - American Standard Version 2015

21 For my soul was grieved,\par\tab And I was pricked in my heart:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

21 Thus my heart was grieved, And I was pricked in my reins.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

21 For my heart was grieved, embittered, and in a state of ferment, and I was pricked in my heart [as with the sharp fang of an adder].

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American Standard Version (1901)

21 For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:

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Common English Bible

21 When my heart was bitter, when I was all cut up inside,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

21 Do not allow the humble to be turned away in confusion. The poor and the needy will praise your name.

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Psalm 73:21
5 Tagairtí Cros  

His archers compass me round about;\par\tab He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;\par\tab He poureth out my gall upon the ground.


{\b {\i A Psalm} of David.}\par\par\tab Fret not thyself because of evil-doers,\par\tab Neither be thou envious against them that work unrighteousness.


Rest in Jehovah, and wait patiently for him:\par\tab Fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way,\par\tab Because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.


For I was envious at the arrogant,\par\tab When I saw the prosperity of the wicked.


He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.


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