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Psalm 38:12 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

12 My friends and my neighbors will stand from before my stroke, and my kindred stood from far off.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 They also that seek and demand my life lay snares for me, and they that seek and require my hurt speak crafty and mischievous things; they meditate treachery and deceit all the day long.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long.

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Common English Bible

12 Those who want me dead lay traps; those who want me harmed utter threats, muttering lies all day long.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.

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Psalm 38:12
18 Tagairtí Cros  

He removed my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance truly turned aside from me.


He will lie in wait in secret as the lion in her den: he will lie in wait to catch the poor one: he will catch the poor one in drawing him into his net


The unjust one gave a snare for me, and I wandered not from thy charges.


The proud hid a snare for me, and cords; they spread a net at the hand of the way; they set snares for me. Silence.


Watch me from the hands of the snare they will lay for me, and the snares of those working iniquity.


I was forgotten as the dead from the heart: I was a vessel perishing.


For they will not speak peace: and against the quiet of the land they will purpose words of deceits.


They seeking my soul shall be ashamed and disgraced: they shall be drawn back and be ashamed purposing my evil


Mine enemies will say evil to me: When shall he die, and his name perish?


For strangers rose up against me, and the powerful sought out my soul: they set not God before them. Silence.


For the zeal of thy house devoured me, and the reproaches of those reproaching thee fell upon me.


Mine eye languished from affliction: I called to thee, O Jehovah, in all the day, I stretched my hands to thee.


All the brethren of the poor hated him: how much more his friends removed far from him? pursuing words they are not


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