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Psalm 9:13 - American Standard Version 2015

13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah;\par\tab Behold my affliction {\i which I suffer} of them that hate me,\par\tab Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; Consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Have mercy upon me and be gracious to me, O Lord; consider how I am afflicted by those who hate me, You Who lift me up from the gates of death,

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

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Common English Bible

13 Have mercy on me, LORD! Just look how I suffer because of those who hate me. But you are the one who brings me back from the very gates of death

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Because of those who yearned for their blood, he has remembered them. He has not forgotten the cry of the poor.

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Psalm 9:13
24 Tagairtí Cros  

And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground.


And Jehovah said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: am I my brother's keeper?


And thou shalt speak unto him, saying, Thus saith Jehovah, Hast thou killed and also taken possession? And thou shalt speak unto him, saying, Thus saith Jehovah, In the place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick thy blood, even thine.


Surely I have seen yesterday the blood of Naboth, and the blood of his sons, saith Jehovah; and I will requite thee in this plat, saith Jehovah. Now therefore take and cast him into the plat of ground, according to the word of Jehovah.


Thus Joash the king remembered not the kindness which Jehoiada his father had done to him, but slew his son. And when he died, he said, Jehovah look upon it, and require it.\par


Now therefore, our God, the great, the mighty, and the terrible God, who keepest covenant and lovingkindness, let not all the travail seem little before thee, that hath come upon us, on our kings, on our princes, and on our priests, and on our prophets, and on our fathers, and on all thy people, since the time of the kings of Assyria unto this day.


Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand:\par\tab Forget not the poor.


Their soul abhorreth all manner of food;\par\tab And they draw near unto the gates of death.


Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me,\par\tab As thou usest to do unto those that love thy name.


{\b RESH.}\par\par\tab Consider mine affliction, and deliver me;\par\tab For I do not forget thy law.


The words of Jehovah are pure words;\par\tab As silver tried in a furnace on the earth,\par\tab Purified seven times.


Consider {\i and} answer me, O Jehovah my God:\par\tab Lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the {\i sleep of} death;


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


Consider mine enemies, for they are many;\par\tab And they hate me with cruel hatred.


O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol;\par\tab Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.


But mine enemies are lively, {\i and} are strong;\par\tab And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.


{\b For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David; when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba.}\par\par\tab Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness:\par\tab According to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.


For thou hast delivered my soul from death:\par\tab {\i Hast thou} not {\i delivered} my feet from falling,\par\tab That I may walk before God\par\tab In the light of the living?\par


For great is thy lovingkindness toward me;\par\tab And thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.


I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol:\par\tab I am deprived of the residue of my years.


All her people sigh, they seek bread;\par\tab They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul:\par\tab See, O Jehovah, and behold; for I am become abject.


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.


Now there were six waterpots of stone set there after the Jews' manner of purifying, containing two or three firkins apiece.


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