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Psalm 86:3 - Modern King James Version

3 Be merciful to me, O Lord; for I cry to You daily.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Be merciful unto me, O Lord: For I cry unto thee daily.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Be merciful and gracious to me, O Lord, for to You do I cry all the day.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 Be merciful unto me, O Lord; For unto thee do I cry all the day long.

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Common English Bible

3 Have mercy on me, Lord, because I cry out to you all day long.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 Glorious things are being said of you, O City of God.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Glorious things are said of thee, O city of God.

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Psalm 86:3
13 Tagairtí Cros  

Lead me in Your truth, and teach me; for You are the God of my salvation; on You I wait all the day long.


To the Chief Musician, for stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness; You gave room to me in trouble; have mercy on me, and hear my prayer.


My enemies speak evil of me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish?


Evening and morning, and at noon, I will pray and cry aloud; and He shall hear my voice.


To the Chief Musician. Concerning the silent dove, those far off. Of David, a secret treasure, when the Philistines took him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for man would swallow me up; fighting daily, he presses me down.


To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me; for my soul trusts in You; yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my hiding-place, until these great troubles pass by.


For will You do wonders to the dead? Shall the dead rise and praise You? Selah.


Let my prayer come before You; bow down Your ear to my cry.


My eye mourns because of affliction; O Jehovah, I have called daily on You; I have stretched out my hands to You.


And shall not God avenge His own elect who cry day and night to Him, though He has been long-suffering over them?


And she was a widow of eighty-four years, who did not depart from the temple, serving God with fastings and prayers night and day.


praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching to this very thing with all perseverance and supplication for all saints.


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