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Lamentations 3:19 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

19 Remembering my affliction and my bitterness, the wormwood and the poison.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 Remembering mine affliction and my misery, The wormwood and the gall.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 [O Lord] remember [earnestly] my affliction and my misery, my wandering and my outcast state, the wormwood and the gall.

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 Remember mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.

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Common English Bible

19 The memory of my suffering and homelessness is bitterness and poison.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

19 ZAIN. Remember my poverty and my transgression, the wormwood and the gall.

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Lamentations 3:19
9 Tagairtí Cros  

And now our God, the great the mighty, and the terrible God, watching the covenant and the mercy, it shall not be little before thee all the distress which found us, to our kings, to our chiefs, to our priests, and to our prophets, and to our fathers, and to all thy people from the days of the kings of Assur even to this day.


Remember that my life is wind: mine eyes shall not turn back to see good


Song of ascensions. Remember, O Jehovah, for David with all his affliction.


Remember me what is life: wherefore in vain didst thou create all the sons of man?


Remember, O Jehovah, the reproach of thy servants; I lifted up in my bosom all the multitudes of peoples;


For what are we sitting? gather ye together and we will go into the fortified cities, and we shall be silent there: for Jehovah our God caused us to cease, and he will give us to drink the water of poison, for we sinned against Jehovah.


For this, thus said Jehovah of armies, God of Israel: Behold me causing this people to eat wormwood, and I gave them to drink water of poison.


He filled me with bitternesses, he gave me wormwood to drink


He built against me, and he will surround with poison and distress.


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