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Psalm 64:3 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

3 Who do their tongues with malice whet, and make them cut like swords; In whose bent bows are arrows set, ev'n sharp and bitter words:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 Who whet their tongues like a sword, who aim venomous words like arrows,

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,

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Common English Bible

3 who sharpen their tongues like swords. They aim their arrow—a cruel word—

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 Hear my prayer: all flesh will come to you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 O hear my prayer: all flesh shall come to thee.

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Psalm 64:3
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For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, their shafts on string they fit, That those who upright are in heart they privily may hit.


Lord, keep me safely from the snares which they for me prepare; And from the subtile gins of them that wicked workers are.


My soul among fierce lions is, I firebrands live among, Men's sons, whose teeth are spears and darts, a sharp sword is their tongue.


Let them like waters melt away, which downward still do flow: In pieces cut his arrows all, when he shall bend his bow.


Lean orainn:

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