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Psalm 39:12 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 Withhold not thou, O Lord, thy tender mercies from me: thy mercy and thy truth have always upheld me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not Your peace at my tears! For I am Your passing guest, a temporary resident, as all my fathers were.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Common English Bible

12 Hear my prayer, LORD! Listen closely to my cry for help! Please don’t ignore my tears! I’m just a foreigner— an immigrant staying with you, just like all my ancestors were.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 O Lord, do not take your tender mercies far from me. Your mercy and your truth ever sustain me.

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Psalm 39:12
19 Tagairtí Cros  

And he was a sojourner in the land of the Palestines many days.


He answered: The days of my pilgrimage are a hundred and thirty years, few, and evil. And they are not come up to the days of the pilgrimage of my fathers.


Perhaps the Lord may look upon my affliction, and the Lord may render me good for the cursing of this day.


Go back, and tell Ezechias the captain of my people: Thus saith the Lord the God of David thy father: I have heard thy prayer, and I have seen thy tears: and, behold, I have healed thee. On the third day thou shalt go up to the temple of the Lord.


For we are sojourners before thee, and strangers, as were all our fathers. Our days upon earth are as a shadow: and there is no stay.


Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is moth-eaten.


For, behold, my witness is in heaven: and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.


For David himself. Bless the Lord, O my soul: and let all that is within me bless his holy name.


My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.


Because thou, O Lord, art my hope: thou hast made the most High thy refuge.


The land also shall not be sold for ever: because it is mine, and you are strangers and sojourners with me.


Therefore having always confidence, knowing that, while we are in the body, we are absent from the Lord.


All these died according to faith, not having received the promises, but beholding them afar off, and saluting them, and confessing that they are pilgrims and strangers on the earth.


Who in the days of his flesh, with a strong cry and tears, offering up prayers and supplications to him that was able to save him from death, was heard for his reverence.


And if you invoke as Father him who, without respect of persons, judgeth according to every one's work: converse in fear during the time of your sojourning here.


Dearly beloved, I beseech you as strangers and pilgrims, to refrain yourselves from carnal desires which war against the soul,


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