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Psalm 142:6 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

6 Attend to my cry, for I languished greatly: deliver me from those pursuing me, for they were strengthened above me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 Attend to my loud cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.

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Common English Bible

6 Pay close attention to my shouting, because I’ve been brought down so low! Deliver me from my oppressors because they’re stronger than me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 I have extended my hands to you. My soul is like a land without water before you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

6 I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.

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Psalm 142:6
18 Tagairtí Cros  

Jehovah watching the simple: I was brought low, and he will save for me.


He remembered for us our lowness: for his mercy is forever:


For the enemy pursued my soul; he crushed to the earth my life; he caused me to dwell in darknesses, as the dead of old.


Quickly answer me, O Jehovah: my spirit failed: thou wilt not hide thy face from me: I was made like those going down to the pit.


Prayer of David. Hear justice, O Jehovah, attend to my outcry, give ear to my prayer, not in lips of deceit.


He will deliver me from my strong enemy, and from them hating me: for they were strong above me.


Unless I believed to look upon the goodness of Jehovah in the land of the living.


Chanting of David in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how they pressing upon me were multiplied! many rising up against me.


For I will announce mine iniquity: I shall be afraid for my sin.


For this we will not fear in the changing of the earth, and in the moving of the mountains into the heart of the seas.


For behold, they lay in wait for my soul: the strong will gather against me; not my transgression and not my sin, O Jehovah.


Thou wilt not remember against us former iniquities: thy compassions shall quickly anticipate us, for we were greatly weak:


Saying to Jehovah, My refuge and my fortress: my God, I will trust in thee


Who shall demand payment for the chosen of God? God justifying.


But in all these we obtain a complete victory by him having loved us.


After whom did the king of Israel come forth? after whom pursuest thou? after a dead dog? after one flea?


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