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Psalm 3:2 - Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Many are saying of me, There is no help for him in God. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. [Selah

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Common English Bible

2 So many are talking about me: “Even God won’t help him.” Selah

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? Many are they who rise up against me.

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English Standard Version 2016

2 many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” Selah

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Psalm 3:2
14 Tagairtí Cros  

in Jerusalem. Mountains surround it. And the Lord surrounds his people, from this time forward and even forever.


But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.


For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.


When I called upon him, the God of my justice heeded me. In tribulation, you have enlarged me. Have mercy on me, and heed my prayer.


And know this: the Lord has made wondrous his holy one. The Lord will heed me when I cry out to him.


Send forth your light and your truth. They have guided me and led me, to your holy mountain and into your tabernacles.


And all the kings of the earth shall adore him. All nations will serve him.


You have gone forth for the salvation of your people, for salvation with your Christ. You struck the head of the house of the impious. You have laid bare his foundation all the way to the neck.


God will come from the south, and the Holy One from mount Pharan. His glory has covered the heavens, and the earth is full of his praise.


Being stirred up, you will take up your bow, the oaths you have spoken to the tribes. You will split apart the Rivers of the earth.


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