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Psalm 57:4 - Tree of Life Version

4 He will send from heaven and save me. He rebukes the one trampling on me. Selah God is sending His mercy and His truth.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 My soul is among lions: And I lie even among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My life is among lions; I must lie among those who are aflame–the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, their tongues sharp swords.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

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Common English Bible

4 My life is in the middle of a pack of lions. I lie down among those who devour humans. Their teeth are spears and arrows; their tongues are sharpened swords.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 Sinners have become foreigners from the womb; they have gone astray from conception. They have been speaking falsehoods.

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Psalm 57:4
20 Tagairtí Cros  

“Strength resides in his neck; dismay runs before him.


He lurks in a hiding place like a lion in a thicket. He lies in wait to catch the helpless. He catches the unfortunate one, dragging him away in his net.


My Lord, how long will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages— my solitary existence from the lions.


Send forth Your light and Your truth— let them guide me. Let them bring me to Your holy mountain and to Your dwelling places.


when Doeg the Edomite came and reported to Saul telling him, “David went to Ahimelech’s house.”


My companion put forth his hands against those at peace with him, as he violates his covenant.


not hearing the voice of charmers, or a cunning spell binder.


They return at evening, snarling like a dog, prowling about the city.


Hide me from the conspiracy of evildoers, from the tumult of workers of iniquity,


Reckless speech is like the thrusts of a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.


Like a club, a sword, or a sharp arrow is one who bears false witness against his neighbor.


Like a roaring lion or a prowling bear is a wicked ruler over helpless people.


There is a generation whose teeth are swords and whose molars are knives, to devour the poor from the earth and the needy from among humanity.


And the tongue is a fire. The tongue is a world of evil placed among our body parts. It pollutes the whole body and sets on fire the course of life—and is set on fire by Gehenna.


From His mouth comes a sharp sword—so that with it He may strike down the nations—and He shall rule them with an iron rod, and He treads the winepress of the furious wrath of Elohei-Tzva’ot.


But if not, let fire come out from Abimelech and devour the lords of Shechem and Beth-millo, and let fire come out from the lords of Shechem and from Beth-millo and devour Abimelech!”


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