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Psalm 69:20 - New International Version (Anglicised)

20 Scorn has broken my heart and has left me helpless; I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters, but I found none.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 Insults and reproach have broken my heart; I am full of heaviness and I am distressingly sick. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

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Common English Bible

20 Insults have broken my heart. I’m sick about it. I hoped for sympathy, but there wasn’t any; I hoped for comforters, but couldn’t find any.

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Psalm 69:20
15 Tagairtí Cros  

‘I have heard many things like these; you are miserable comforters, all of you!


We have endured no end of ridicule from the arrogant, of contempt from the proud.


Look and see, there is no-one at my right hand; no-one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no-one cares for my life.


My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, ‘Where is your God?’


My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon – from Mount Mizar.


I looked, but there was no-one to help, I was appalled that no-one gave support; so my own arm achieved salvation for me, and my own wrath sustained me.


But this has all taken place that the writings of the prophets might be fulfilled.’ Then all the disciples deserted him and fled.


Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping. ‘Simon,’ he said to Peter, ‘are you asleep? Couldn’t you keep watch for one hour?


Then everyone deserted him and fled.


‘Now my soul is troubled, and what shall I say? “Father, save me from this hour”? No, it was for this very reason I came to this hour.


‘A time is coming and in fact has come when you will be scattered, each to your own home. You will leave me all alone. Yet I am not alone, for my Father is with me.


Some faced jeers and flogging, and even chains and imprisonment.


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