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Psalm 39:8 - Modern King James Version

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the fool.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the scorn and reproach of the [self-confident] fool!

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

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Common English Bible

8 Deliver me from all my sins; don’t make me some foolish person’s joke.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Then I said, "Behold, I draw near." At the head of the book, it has been written of me:

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 then said I, Behold I come. In the head of the book it is written of me

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Psalm 39:8
19 Tagairtí Cros  

Turn away my shame which I fear; for Your judgments are good.


My soul waits for Jehovah more than morning-watchers who are watching for the morning.


And He shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.


For Your name's sake, O Jehovah, pardon my iniquity; for it is great.


Look on my affliction and my pain, and forgive all my sins.


And they widen their mouths against me; they say, Aha, aha! Our eyes have seen.


You make us a curse to our neighbors, a scorn and a mockery to those who are round about us.


Deliver me from the guilt of shedding blood, O God, O God of my salvation, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness.


He shall send from Heaven, and save me from the scorn of him who would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth His mercy and His truth.


Things of iniquity are mightier than I; as for our transgressions, You shall purge them away.


We have become a shame to our neighbors, a scorn and mockery to those who are around us.


Let the priests, the ministers of Jehovah, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Have pity on Your people, O Jehovah, and give not Your inheritance to shame, for a proverb among those of the nations. Why should they say among the people, Where is their God?


Yes, Jehovah will answer and say to His people, Behold, I will send you grain, and wine, and oil, and you shall be satisfied with it. And I will no more make you a curse among the nations.


He will turn again; He will have pity on us. He will trample our iniquities. Yea, You will cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.


And she shall bear a son, and you shall call His name JESUS: for He shall save His people from their sins.


who gave Himself for us that He might redeem us from all iniquity and purify to Himself a special people, zealous of good works.


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