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Psalm 41:5 - Tree of Life Version

5 I said: “Adonai, have mercy on me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 My enemies speak evil of me, [saying], When will he die and his name perish?

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish?

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Common English Bible

5 My enemies speak maliciously about me: “When will he die and his name disappear?”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.

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Psalm 41:5
13 Tagairtí Cros  

His memory perishes from the earth and he has no name in the land.


he perishes forever like his own dung. Those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’


I lie awake, like a lonely bird on a roof.


My friends and my companions stay away from my wound, and my kinsmen stand far off.


Be gracious to me, O God, according to Your mercy. According to Your great compassion blot out my transgressions.


Against You, You only, have I sinned, and done what is evil in Your sight, so that You are just when You speak, and blameless when You judge.


Be gracious to me, O God! For man has crushed me, fighting all day he oppresses me.


Be gracious to me, O God, be gracious to me, for in You my soul takes refuge. In the shadow of Your wings I take refuge, until destruction passes by.


May God be gracious to us and bless us. May He cause His face to shine upon us— Selah


Turn to me and be gracious to me. Give Your strength to Your servant, and save the son of Your maidservant.


Be gracious to me, my Lord, for to You I cry all day.


The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.


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