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Psalm 31:9 - King James 2000

9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: Mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 Have mercy and be gracious unto me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; with grief my eye is weakened, also my inner self and my body.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, yea, my soul and my body.

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Common English Bible

9 Have mercy on me, LORD, because I’m depressed. My vision fails because of my grief, as do my spirit and my body.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

9 Do not become like the horse and the mule, which have no understanding. Their jaws are constrained with bit and bridle, so as not to draw near to you.

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Psalm 31:9
19 Tagairtí Cros  

He brought me forth also into a broad place: he delivered me, because he delighted in me.


My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.


Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and in irons;


The LORD rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands has he recompensed me.


I have pursued my enemies, and overtaken them: neither did I turn again till they were consumed.


For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our body cleaves unto the earth.


My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.


Which my lips have uttered, and my mouth has spoken, when I was in trouble.


For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.


My flesh and my heart fails: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion forever.


My eye mourns by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands unto you.


As for us, our eyes as yet failed, watching for our vain help: in our watching we have watched for a nation that could not save us.


For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.


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