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Psalm 39:11 - Catholic Public Domain Version

11 I have not concealed your justice within my heart. I have spoken your truth and your salvation. I have not concealed your mercy and your truth from a great assembly.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 When with rebukes You correct and chasten man for sin, You waste his beauty like a moth and what is dear to him consumes away; surely every man is a mere breath. Selah [pause, and think calmly of that]!

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. [Selah

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Common English Bible

11 You discipline people for their sin, punishing them; like a moth, you ruin what they treasure. Yes, a human life is just a puff of air! Selah

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

11 I have not hid thy justice within my heart: I have declared thy truth and thy salvation. I have not concealed thy mercy and thy truth from a great council.

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English Standard Version 2016

11 When you discipline a man with rebukes for sin, you consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely all mankind is a mere breath! Selah

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Psalm 39:11
14 Tagairtí Cros  

I will be left to decay like something rotten and like a garment that is being eaten by moths.


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


How much more will those who live in houses of clay, which have an earthly foundation, be consumed like the moth?


Let him take his staff away from me, and let not the fear of him terrify me.


Behold, the Lord God is my helper. Who is the one who would condemn me? Behold, they will all be worn away like a garment; the moth will devour them.


And I will be like a moth to Ephraim, and like decay to the house of Judah.


to hand over such a one as this to Satan, for the destruction of the flesh, so that the spirit may be saved in the day of our Lord Jesus Christ.


For whomever the Lord loves, he chastises. And every son whom he accepts, he scourges.


Yet truly, he had a correction of his madness: the mute animal under the yoke, which, by speaking with a human voice, forbid the folly of the prophet.


Those whom I love, I rebuke and chastise. Therefore, be zealous and do penance.


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