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Psalm 140:9 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

9 As for the head of those who surround me, let the mischief of their own lips cover 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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Psalm 140:9
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Zeresh his wife and all his friends said to him, *Let a gallows be made fifty cubits high, and in the morning speak to the king about hanging Mordekhai on it. Then go in merrily with the king to the banquet.* This pleased Haman, so he had the gallows made.


So they hanged Haman on the gallows that he had prepared for Mordekhai. Then was the king's wrath pacified.


Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.


The trouble he causes shall return to his own head. His violence shall come down on the crown of his own head.


He has brought on them their own iniquity, and will cut them off in their own wickedness. The LORD, our God, will cut them off.


The mouth of the righteous is a spring of life, but violence covers the mouth of the wicked.


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


An evil man is trapped by sinfulness of lips, but the righteous shall come out of trouble.


A fool's mouth is his destruction, and his lips are a snare to his soul.


All the people answered, *May his blood be on us, and on our children!*


were it not that I feared the provocation of the enemy, lest their adversaries should judge wrongly, lest they should say, Our hand is exalted, The LORD has not done all this.


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