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Psalm 69:3 - Catholic Public Domain Version

3 May those who seek my soul be confounded and awed.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 I am weary with my crying; my throat is parched; my eyes fail with waiting [hopefully] for my God.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

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Common English Bible

3 I am tired of crying. My throat is hoarse. My eyes are exhausted with waiting for my God.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

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English Standard Version 2016

3 I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.

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Psalm 69:3
18 Tagairtí Cros  

But the eyes of the impious will fade away, and the path to escape will perish before them, for the abomination of the soul is their hope.


I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, and I have covered my body with ashes.


He has settled me here, in a place of pasture. He has led me out to the water of refreshment.


Sacrifice and oblation, you did not want. But you have perfected ears for me. Holocaust and sin offering, you did not require.


May the Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth. And may he not hand him over to the will of his adversaries.


For there is no one in death who would be mindful of you. And who will confess to you in Hell?


For who among the clouds is equal to the Lord? Who among the sons of God is like God?


I will cry out, like a young swallow. I will meditate, like a dove. My eyes have been weakened by gazing upward. O Lord, I suffer violence! Answer in my favor.


CAPH. My eyes have exhausted their tears. My internal organs have become disturbed. My liver has been poured out on the earth, over the grief of the daughter of my people, when the little ones and the infants passed away in the streets of the town.


After this, Jesus knew that all had been accomplished, so in order that the Scripture might be completed, he said, "I thirst."


May your sons and your daughters be handed over to another people, as your eyes watch and languish at the sight of them throughout the day, and may there be no strength in your hand.


It is Christ who, in the days of his flesh, with a strong cry and tears, offered prayers and supplications to the One who was able to save him from death, and who was heard because of his reverence.


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