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Psalm 140:9 - English Standard Version 2016

9 As for the head of those who surround me, let the mischief of their lips overwhelm them!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Those who are fencing me in raise their heads; may the mischief of their own lips and the very things they desire for me come upon them.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

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Common English Bible

9 Let the heads of the people surrounding me be covered with the trouble their own lips caused!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Protect me from the snare that they have set up for me and from the scandals of those who work iniquity.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

9 Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.

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Psalm 140:9
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Then his wife Zeresh and all his friends said to him, “Let a gallows fifty cubits high be made, and in the morning tell the king to have Mordecai hanged upon it. Then go joyfully with the king to the feast.” This idea pleased Haman, and he had the gallows made.


So they hanged Haman on the gallows that he had prepared for Mordecai. Then the wrath of the king abated.


They are brought to ruin, with their own tongues turned against them; all who see them will wag their heads.


His mischief returns upon his own head, and on his own skull his violence descends.


He will bring back on them their iniquity and wipe them out for their wickedness; the Lord our God will wipe them out.


The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life, but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.


Blessings are on the head of the righteous, but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence.


An evil man is ensnared by the transgression of his lips, but the righteous escapes from trouble.


A fool’s mouth is his ruin, and his lips are a snare to his soul.


And all the people answered, “His blood be on us and on our children!”


had I not feared provocation by the enemy, lest their adversaries should misunderstand, lest they should say, “Our hand is triumphant, it was not the Lord who did all this.”’


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