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Psalm 22:14 - King James 2000

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my body.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is softened [with anguish] and melted down within me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

14 I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.

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Common English Bible

14 I’m poured out like water. All my bones have fallen apart. My heart is like wax; it melts inside me.

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Psalm 22:14
15 Tagairtí Cros  

They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.


For God makes my heart soft, and the Almighty troubles me:


And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.


I can count all my bones: they look and stare upon me.


For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.


Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me, and said, Aha, aha, our eye has seen it.


As smoke is driven away, so drive them away: as wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.


All our enemies have opened their mouths against us.


Then the king's countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his hips were loosened, and his knees struck one against another.


She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melts, and the knees strike together, and much pain is on all sides, and the faces of them all grow pale.


Then said he unto them, My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even unto death: tarry you here, and watch with me.


And being in agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.


Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.


And the men of Ai struck of them about thirty and six men: for they chased them from before the gate even unto Shebarim, and struck them on the descent: therefore the hearts of the people melted, and became as water.


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