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Psalm 10:9 - Modern King James Version

9 He lies in wait secretly, like a lion in his den. He lies in wait to catch the poor; he catches the poor when he draws him into his net.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

9 He lieth in wait secretly as a lion in his den: He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

9 He lurks in secret places like a lion in his thicket; he lies in wait that he may seize the poor (the helpless and the unfortunate); he seizes the poor when he draws him into his net.

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American Standard Version (1901)

9 He lurketh in secret as a lion in his covert; He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.

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Common English Bible

9 They lie in ambush in secret places, like a lion in its lair. They lie in ambush so they can seize those who suffer! They seize the poor, all right, dragging them off in their nets.

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Psalm 10:9
28 Tagairtí Cros  

when they crouch in dens, and sit in the cover of their hiding place?


For He shall stand at the right hand of the poor, to save him from those who condemn his soul.


For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, I will now arise, says Jehovah. I will set in safety, he pants for it.


The proud have hidden cords and a trap for me; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set snares for me. Selah.


their likeness is like a lion that longs to tear, and like a young lion lurking in secret places.


All my bones shall say, O Jehovah, who is like You, who delivers the poor from those stronger than he; yea, the poor and the needy from him who plunders him?


The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who walk uprightly.


For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul; the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Jehovah.


He who presses the poor curses his Maker, but he who honors Him has mercy upon the poor.


He who crushes the poor to multiply for himself, and he who gives to the rich, only to come to poverty.


Like a roaring lion and a ranging bear, so is a wicked ruler over the helpless people.


What do you mean? You crush My people and grind the faces of the poor? says the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts.


Also the weapons of the fool are evil; he thinks of wicked ways to destroy the poor with lying words, even when the needy speaks right.


For among My people are found wicked ones; they lie in wait, as one who sets snares; they set a trap, they catch men.


He was a bear lying in wait for me, a lion in secret places.


The people of the land have used oppression and practiced robbery, and they have troubled the poor and needy. Yea, they have oppressed the stranger without right.


Will a lion roar in the forest when he has no prey for him? Will a young lion cry out of his den unless he has caught?


The pious has perished from the earth, and there is none upright among men. For they all lie in wait for blood; each one hunts his brother with a net.


He takes up all of them with the hook; he drags him with his net and gathers him with his seine; therefore he rejoices and exults.


You pierced the head of his warriors with his shafts; they storm out to scatter me; their rejoicing is to devour the meek in a secret place.


There is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is destroyed. There is a voice of the roaring of young lions; for the pride of Jordan is destroyed.


But he who is a hireling and not the shepherd, who does not own the sheep, sees the wolf coming and leaves the sheep and runs away. And the wolf catches them and scatters the sheep.


But do not yield to them, for there are more than forty men of them lying in wait for him, who have bound themselves with an oath that they will neither eat nor drink until they have killed him. And now they are ready, looking for a promise from you.


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