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Psalm 69:4 - New International Version (Anglicised)

4 Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: They that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: Then I restored that which I took not away.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head; those who would cut me off and destroy me, being my enemies wrongfully, are many and mighty. I am [forced] to restore what I did not steal. [John 15:25.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: They that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: That which I took not away I have to restore.

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Common English Bible

4 More numerous than the hairs on my head are those who hate me for no reason. My treacherous enemies, those who would destroy me, are countless. Must I now give back what I didn’t steal in the first place?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 May those who wish evils upon me be turned back and blush with shame. May they be turned away immediately, blushing with shame, who say to me: "Well, well."

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: 'T is well, 't is well.

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Psalm 69:4
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Do not let those gloat over me who are my enemies without cause; do not let those who hate me without reason maliciously wink the eye.


For troubles without number surround me; my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails within me.


See how they lie in wait for me! Fierce men conspire against me for no offence or sin of mine, Lord.


My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.


But this is to fulfil what is written in their Law: “They hated me without reason.”


God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.


‘He committed no sin, and no deceit was found in his mouth.’


‘He himself bore our sins’ in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; ‘by his wounds you have been healed.’


For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive in the Spirit.


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