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Psalm 57:4 - Modern King James Version

4 My soul is among lions; I lie among those on fire, the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My life is among lions; I must lie among those who are aflame–the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, their tongues sharp swords.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

4 My life is in the middle of a pack of lions. I lie down among those who devour humans. Their teeth are spears and arrows; their tongues are sharpened swords.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 Sinners have become foreigners from the womb; they have gone astray from conception. They have been speaking falsehoods.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 The wicked are alienated from the womb; they have gone astray from the womb: they have spoken false things.

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Psalm 57:4
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Who can open the doors to his face? Terror is round about his teeth.


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.


O Jehovah, how long will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages, my only one from the lions.


Oh send out Your light and Your truth; let them lead me; let them bring me to Your holy hill, and to Your tabernacles.


Your tongue devises evil, like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.


The butterings of his mouth were forked, but war was in his heart; his words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.


O God, break their teeth in their mouth; break out the big teeth of the young lions, O Jehovah.


Behold, they bellow out with their mouth; swords are in their lips; for they say, Who hears?


who sharpen their tongue like a sword, they tread their arrows, even a bitter word,


There are those who speak like the thrusts of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.


A man who bears false witness against his neighbor is a maul, and a sword, and a sharp arrow.


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


There is a generation whose teeth are like swords, and their jaw teeth like knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.


And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. So the tongue is set among our members, spotting all the body and inflaming the course of nature, and being inflamed by hell.


And out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, so that with it He should strike the nations. And He will shepherd them with a rod of iron. And He treads the winepress of the wine of the anger and of the wrath of Almighty God.


But if not, let fire come out from Abimelech and burn up the men of Shechem and the house of Millo. And let fire come out from the men of Shechem, and from the house of Millo, and burn up Abimelech.


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