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Psalm 31:17 - King James Version - American Edition

17 Let me not be ashamed, O Lord; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

17 Let me not be ashamed, O LORD; for I have called upon thee: Let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

17 Let me not be put to shame, O Lord, or disappointed, for I am calling upon You; let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol (the place of the dead).

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American Standard Version (1901)

17 Let me not be put to shame, O Jehovah; for I have called upon thee: Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.

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Common English Bible

17 LORD, don’t let me be put to shame because I have cried out to you. Let the wicked be put to shame; let them be silenced in death’s domain!

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Psalm 31:17
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The dead praise not the Lord, neither any that go down into silence.


In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness.


They looked unto him, and were lightened: and their faces were not ashamed.


Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that rejoice at mine hurt: let them be clothed with shame and dishonor that magnify themselves against me.


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.


Thou hast put gladness in my heart, more than in the time that their corn and their wine increased.


Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.


My tongue also shall talk of thy righteousness all the day long: for they are confounded, for they are brought unto shame, that seek my hurt.


O Lord God of hosts, how long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people?


Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.


Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.


But the Lord is with me as a mighty terrible one: therefore my persecutors shall stumble, and they shall not prevail: they shall be greatly ashamed; for they shall not prosper: their everlasting confusion shall never be forgotten.


And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.


He will keep the feet of his saints, and the wicked shall be silent in darkness; for by strength shall no man prevail.


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