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Psalm 102:4 - Catholic Public Domain Version

4 He redeems your life from destruction. He crowns you with mercy and compassion.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My heart is smitten like grass and withered, so that [in absorption] I forget to eat my food.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

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Common English Bible

4 my heart is smashed like dried-up grass. I even forget to eat my food

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion.

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English Standard Version 2016

4 My heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread.

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Psalm 102:4
21 Tagairtí Cros  

Then the elders of his house came, urging him to rise up from the ground. And he was not willing, nor would he eat a meal with them.


And Ezra rose up before the house of God, and he went away to the chamber of Jehohanan, the son of Eliashib, and he entered into it. He did not eat bread, and he did not drink water. For he was mourning the transgression of those who had arrived from the captivity.


My soul is weary of my life. I will release my words against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.


My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.


Bread becomes abominable to him in his life, and, to his soul, the meat which before he desired.


For the arrows of the Lord are in me, my spirit drinks of their indignation, and the terrors of the Lord are soldiers against me.


For according to the height of the heavens above the earth, so has he reinforced his mercy toward those who fear him.


He will not be angry forever, and he will not threaten for eternity.


O Lord, do not rebuke me in your fury, nor chastise me in your wrath.


We have heard and known such great things, as our fathers have described to us.


The grass has dried up, and the flower has fallen. For the Spirit of the Lord has blown over it. Truly, the people are like grass.


HE. He has shot into my kidneys the daughters of his quiver.


ZAIN. I will call to mind the past, and my soul shall languish within me.


And in that place, he was without sight for three days, and he neither ate nor drank.


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