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Psalm 25:19 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 Consider mine enemies; for they are many; And they hate me with cruel hatred.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 Consider my enemies, for they abound; they hate me with cruel hatred.

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 Consider mine enemies, for they are many; And they hate me with cruel hatred.

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Common English Bible

19 Look at how many enemies I have and how violently they hate me!

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English Standard Version 2016

19 Consider how many are my foes, and with what violent hatred they hate me.

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Psalm 25:19
21 Tagairtí Cros  

And David said to Abishai, and to all his servants, Behold, my son, which came forth of my bowels, seeketh my life: how much more now may this Benjamite do it? let him alone, and let him curse; for the LORD hath bidden him.


The LORD trieth the righteous: But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.


Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: Thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.


Deliver me, O LORD, from the evil man: Preserve me from the violent man;


Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: Evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him.


Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; Preserve me from the violent man; Who have purposed to overthrow my goings.


For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.


He delivereth me from mine enemies: Yea, thou liftest me up above those that rise up against me: Thou hast delivered me from the violent man.


Deliver me not over unto the will of mine enemies: For false witnesses are risen up against me, and such as breathe out cruelty.


When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, They stumbled and fell.


But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.


They also that render evil for good Are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.


Thy tongue deviseth mischiefs; Like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.


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


My soul is among lions: And I lie even among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.


O God, the proud are risen against me, And the assemblies of violent men have sought after my soul; And have not set thee before them.


And the chief priests and scribes sought how they might kill him; for they feared the people.


And they were the more fierce, saying, He stirreth up the people, teaching throughout all Jewry, beginning from Galilee to this place.


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