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Psalm 39:12 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry; thou wilt not be silent at my tears, for I a sojourner with thee, a dweller, as all my fathers.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, And a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not Your peace at my tears! For I am Your passing guest, a temporary resident, as all my fathers were.

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

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Common English Bible

12 Hear my prayer, LORD! Listen closely to my cry for help! Please don’t ignore my tears! I’m just a foreigner— an immigrant staying with you, just like all my ancestors were.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 O Lord, do not take your tender mercies far from me. Your mercy and your truth ever sustain me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

12 Withhold not thou, O Lord, thy tender mercies from me: thy mercy and thy truth have always upheld me.

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Psalm 39:12
19 Tagairtí Cros  

And Abraham will sojourn in the land of the Philistines many days.


And Jacob will say to Pharaoh, The days of the years of my sojourning, thirty and a hundred years: little and evil were the days of the years of my life, and they reached not the days of the years of the life of my fathers in their sojournings.


Perhaps Jehovah will look upon my wrong, and Jehovah turn back to me good for his cursing this day.


Turn back and say to Hezekiah the leader of my people, Thus said Jehovah, God of David thy father, I heard thy prayer, I saw thy tears: behold me healing thee: in the third day thou shalt go up to the house of Jehovah.


For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners, as all our fathers: as a shadow our days upon the earth, and no expectation.


And he as rottenness will fall away; as a garment the moth ate it.


My friends mocking me: to God mine eye wept.


Prayer for the poor when he shall languish, and before Jehovah shall pour out his complaint O Jehovah, hear my prayer, and my cry shall come to thee.


The pains of death surrounded me, and the distresses of hades found me: shall find straits and affliction.


I am a stranger in the earth, thou wilt not hide thy commands from me.


Thy laws were musics to me in the house of my sojourning.


Thou didst recount my wanderings: set thou my tears in thy bottle: are they not in thy book?


For all our days turned away in thy wrath: we finished our years as a meditation


And the land shall not be sold to be cut off, for the land is to me; for ye are strangers and sojourners with me.


Therefore being always confident, and knowing that, being at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord:


According to faith died all these, not having received the promises, but having seen them from afar, and been persuaded, and having embraced, and assented that they are strangers and newly arrived from a foreign country upon earth.


Who in the days of his flesh, both prayers and supplications to him able to save him from death, with strong crying and tears, having offered, and listened to by means of circumspection;


And if ye call upon the Father, judging without distinction of persons according to the work of each, in fear be occupied in the time of your sojourning:


Dearly beloved, I beseech as sojourners and strangers, to keep off from fleshly passions, which war against the soul;


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