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Psalm 41:5 - King James Version - American Edition

5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 My enemies speak evil of me, [saying], When will he die and his name perish?

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish?

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Common English Bible

5 My enemies speak maliciously about me: “When will he die and his name disappear?”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.

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Psalm 41:5
13 Tagairtí Cros  

His remembrance shall perish from the earth, and he shall have no name in the street.


yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where is he?


Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.


They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.


For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.


Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.


Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou Most High.


I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me.


that thy way may be known upon earth, thy saving health among all nations.


O turn unto me, and have mercy upon me; give thy strength unto thy servant, and save the son of thine handmaid.


Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto thee daily.


The memory of the just is blessed: but the name of the wicked shall rot.


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