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Psalm 102:4 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

4 My heart was struck and dried up as grass, that I forget eating my bread.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My heart is smitten like grass and withered, so that [in absorption] I forget to eat my food.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

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Common English Bible

4 my heart is smashed like dried-up grass. I even forget to eat my food

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 He redeems your life from destruction. He crowns you with mercy and compassion.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion.

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Psalm 102:4
21 Tagairtí Cros  

And the old men of his house will rise to him to lift him up from the earth; and he would not, and he ate not bread with them.


And Ezra will rise up from before the house of God, and will go the chamber of Johanan son of Eliashib: and he will go there, he ate not bread and drank not water: for he was mourning for the transgression of the exiles.


My soul was weary in my life; I shall leave upon me my complaint; I shall speak in the bitterness of my soul


My skin was black from above me, and my bones burnt from heat


His life loathed bread, and his soul food of desire.


For the arrows of the Almighty are with me, which their anger drank up my spirit: the terrors of God will be prepared for me.


My days declining as a shadow, and I shall be dried up as grass.


For I ate ashes as bread, and I mingled my drink with weeping.


For as grass hastening they shall be cut down, and as the greenness of grass they shall fall away.


O my God, my soul will be bowed down upon me: for this I will remember from the land of Jordan and the Hermonites, from the mountain of smallness


Reproach broke my heart, and I shall be ill at ease: and I shall hope for comforting, and none; and for those consoling, and I found not


I will remember God and I shall be disquieted: I shall be depressed and my spirit will languish. Silence.


The grass was dried up, the flower fell away: for the spirit of Jehovah blew upon it: surely the people grass.


He brought the sons of his quiver into my reins.


Remembering, my soul will remember, and will be bowed down upon me.


And he was three days not seeing, and he ate not, nor drank.


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