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Psalm 119:53 - Tree of Life Version

53 Burning indignation grips me, because of the wicked who forsake Your Torah.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

53 Horror hath taken hold upon me Because of the wicked that forsake thy law.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

53 Burning indignation, terror, and sadness seize upon me because of the wicked, who forsake Your law.

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American Standard Version (1901)

53 Hot indignation hath taken hold upon me, Because of the wicked that forsake thy law.

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Common English Bible

53 But I’m seized with anger because of the wicked— because of those who abandon your Instruction.

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Psalm 119:53
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Then Ezra got up from before the House of God and went into the room of Jehohanan son of Eliashib. While he was there, he ate no bread and drank no water, because he continued to mourn over the unfaithfulness of the exiles.


shall we once again break Your mitzvot and intermarry with the peoples who commit such detestable actions as these? Would You not be angry enough with us to destroy us, leaving us no remnant or survivor?


When I heard this report, I tore my garment and my robe, and pulled out some of the hair from my head and from my beard. Then I sat down devastated.


So I rebuked them. I cursed them, beat some of their men and pulled their beards. I made them swear by God, saying, “You shall not give your daughters to their sons or take their daughters for your sons—or for yourselves.


I was very angry when I heard their outcry and these words.


Streams of water run down from my eyes, because they do not observe Your Torah.


I see the treacherous and loathe them, because they do not keep Your word.


His seed I will establish forever, and his throne as the days of heaven.


But if you will not listen, my soul will sob in secret before such pride, and my eyes will weep bitterly and overflow with tears, for Adonai’s flock will be taken captive.


it is you, O king! For you have grown great and mighty. Your greatness reaches to heaven, and your authority extends to the end of the earth.


I heard, and my belly trembled. My lips quivered at the sound. Decay comes into my bones. I tremble where I stand, since I must wait quietly for a day of distress to come up against the people who will invade us.


I am afraid that when I come again my God may humiliate me before you, and I will mourn for many of those who have sinned before and not repented of the impurity and sexual immorality and indecency which they committed.


For many walk who are enemies of the cross of Messiah—I have often told you about them, and now I am even weeping as I tell you.


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