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Psalm 142:3 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed and fainted [throwing all its weight] upon me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a snare for me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

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Common English Bible

3 When my spirit is weak inside me, you still know my way. But they’ve hidden a trap for me in the path I’m taking.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 For the enemy has pursued my soul. He has lowered my life to the earth. He has stationed me in darkness, like the dead of ages past.

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Psalm 142:3
20 Tagairtí Cros  

But he knows the way that I take. When he has tried me, I shall come forth like gold.


For the LORD knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked shall perish.


My heart is blighted like grass, and withered, for I forget to eat my bread.


The proud have hidden a snare for me, they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.


Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.


Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.


You have proved my heart. You have visited me in the night. You have tried me, and found nothing. I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.


I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.


Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.


They conspire and lurk, watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.


From the end of the earth, I will call to you, when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.


Surely men of low degree are just a breath, and men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than a breath.


I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.


Let a cry be heard from their houses, when you shall bring a troop suddenly on them; for they have dug a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.


Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches; Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord: Lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.


Then the Perushim went and took counsel how they might entrap him in his talk.


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