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Lamentations 3:52 - King James Version - American Edition

52 Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

52 Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, Without cause.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

52 I have been hunted down like a bird by those who were my enemies without cause.

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American Standard Version (1901)

52 They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.

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Common English Bible

52 My enemies hunted me down like a bird, relentlessly, for no reason.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

52 SADE. My enemies have chased me, and they have caught me like a bird, without reason.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

52 Sade. My enemies have chased me and caught me like a bird, without cause.

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Lamentations 3:52
15 Tagairtí Cros  

They compassed me about also with words of hatred; and fought against me without a cause.


In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?


Princes have persecuted me without a cause: but my heart standeth in awe of thy word.


Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.


Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.


For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.


They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.


Moreover Jeremiah said unto king Zedeki´ah, What have I offended against thee, or against thy servants, or against this people, that ye have put me in prison?


Mine eye affecteth mine heart, because of all the daughters of my city.


But this cometh to pass, that the word might be fulfilled that is written in their law, They hated me without a cause.


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