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Psalm 21:8 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies: Thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Your hand shall find all Your enemies; Your right hand shall find all those who hate You.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Thy hand will find out all thine enemies; Thy right hand will find out those that hate thee.

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Common English Bible

8 Your hand will catch all your enemies; your strong hand will catch all who hate you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 All those who saw me have derided me. They have spoken with the lips and shook the head.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 All they that saw me have laughed me to scorn: they have spoken with the lips, and wagged the head.

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English Standard Version 2016

8 Your hand will find out all your enemies; your right hand will find out those who hate you.

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Psalm 21:8
17 Tagairtí Cros  

And it came to pass, when the king sat in his house, and the LORD had given him rest round about from all his enemies;


Let this be the reward of mine adversaries from the LORD, And of them that speak evil against my soul.


I have set the LORD always before me: Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.


I will love thee, O LORD, my strength.


Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; Thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.


They that dwell in the wilderness shall bow before him; And his enemies shall lick the dust.


As my hand hath found the kingdoms of the idols, and whose graven images did excel them of Jerusalem and of Samaria;


But his citizens hated him, and sent a message after him, saying, We will not have this man to reign over us.


But those mine enemies, which would not that I should reign over them, bring hither, and slay them before me.


For he must reign, till he hath put all enemies under his feet.


And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations: and he shall rule them with a rod of iron: and he treadeth the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.


Yet a man is risen to pursue thee, and to seek thy soul: but the soul of my lord shall be bound in the bundle of life with the LORD thy God; and the souls of thine enemies, them shall he sling out, as out of the middle of a sling.


And the battle went sore against Saul, and the archers hit him; and he was sore wounded of the archers.


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