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Psalm 143:3 - King James 2000

3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has smitten my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 For the enemy has pursued and persecuted my soul, he has crushed my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in dark places as those who have been long dead.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

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Common English Bible

3 The enemy is chasing me, crushing my life in the dirt, forcing me to live in the dark like those who’ve been dead forever.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?

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Psalm 143:3
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And Joab said unto the man that told him, And, behold, you saw him, and why did you not strike him there to the ground? and I would have given you ten shekels of silver, and a belt.


And Abner said again to Asahel, Turn you aside from following me: why should I strike you to the ground? how then should I hold up my face to Joab your brother?


Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.


Let them be confounded and put to shame that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and brought to confusion that devise my hurt.


For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.


Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yea, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay my honor in the dust. Selah.


Arise, O LORD, in your anger, lift up yourself because of the rage of my enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that you have commanded.


He has set me in dark places, like they that are long dead.


Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried, and our hope is lost: we are cut off on our part.


Rejoice not against me, O my enemy: when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness, the LORD shall be a light unto me.


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