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Psalm 41:8 - Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 An evil disease, say they, is poured out upon him and cleaves fast to him; and now that he is bedfast, he will not rise up again.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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Common English Bible

8 “Some horrible thing has been poured into him; the next time he lies down, he won’t get up.”

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

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English Standard Version 2016

8 They say, “A deadly thing is poured out on him; he will not rise again from where he lies.”

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Psalm 41:8
7 Tagairtí Cros  

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


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


So then, should not this daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has bound for lo these eighteen years, be released from this restraint on the day of the Sabbath?"


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