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Psalm 55:2 - New Revised Standard Version

2 Attend to me, and answer me; I am troubled in my complaint. I am distraught

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 Attend to me and answer me; I am restless and distraught in my complaint and must moan

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 Attend unto me, and answer me: I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

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Common English Bible

2 Pay attention! Answer me! I can’t sit still while complaining. I’m beside myself

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 Have mercy on me, O God, because man has trampled over me. All day long, he has afflicted me by fighting against me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 Have mercy on me, O God, for man hath trodden me under foot; all the day long he hath afflicted me fighting against me.

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Psalm 55:2
12 Tagairtí Cros  

Hear a just cause, O Lord; attend to my cry; give ear to my prayer from lips free of deceit.


While I kept silence, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long.


I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all day long I go around mourning.


For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you cast me off? Why must I walk about mournfully because of the oppression of the enemy?


Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; preserve my life from the dread enemy.


But truly God has listened; he has given heed to the words of my prayer.


I think of God, and I moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah


Like a swallow or a crane I clamor, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security!


We all growl like bears; like doves we moan mournfully. We wait for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.


you heard my plea, “Do not close your ear to my cry for help, but give me relief!”


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