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Psalm 142:3 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed and fainted [throwing all its weight] upon me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a snare for me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

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Common English Bible

3 When my spirit is weak inside me, you still know my way. But they’ve hidden a trap for me in the path I’m taking.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 For the enemy has pursued my soul. He has lowered my life to the earth. He has stationed me in darkness, like the dead of ages past.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

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English Standard Version 2016

3 When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

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Psalm 142:3
20 Tagairtí Cros  

But he knoweth the way that I take: When he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.


For the LORD knoweth the way of the righteous: But the way of the ungodly shall perish.


Hear my prayer, O LORD, And let my cry come unto thee.


My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread.


The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the wayside; They have set gins for me. Selah.


Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.


Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.


Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; Thou hast tried me, and shalt find nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.


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.


Pull me out of the net that they have laid privily for me: For thou art my strength.


They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, They mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.


From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, When my heart is overwhelmed: Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.


Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: To be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.


I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.


Let a cry be heard from their houses, when thou shalt bring a troop suddenly upon them: for they have digged a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.


Arise, cry out in the night: In the beginning of the watches Pour out thine heart like water Before the face of the Lord: Lift up thy hands toward him for the life Of thy young children, That faint for hunger In the top of every street.


Then went the Pharisees, and took counsel how they might entangle him in his talk.


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