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Psalm 9:13 - Tree of Life Version

13 He who avenges blood remembers. He will not forget the cry of the afflicted.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; Consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Have mercy upon me and be gracious to me, O Lord; consider how I am afflicted by those who hate me, You Who lift me up from the gates of death,

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

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Common English Bible

13 Have mercy on me, LORD! Just look how I suffer because of those who hate me. But you are the one who brings me back from the very gates of death

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Because of those who yearned for their blood, he has remembered them. He has not forgotten the cry of the poor.

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Psalm 9:13
24 Tagairtí Cros  

Then He said, “What have you done? The voice of your brother’s blood is crying out to Me from the ground.


Then Adonai said to Cain, “Where is Abel, your brother?” “I don’t know,” he said. “Am I my brother’s keeper?”


You shall speak to him saying, ‘Thus says Adonai: Have you murdered and then taken possession?’ You shall also speak to him saying, ‘Thus says Adonai: In the same place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick your blood too.’”


‘As surely as I have seen the blood of Naboth and the blood of his sons yesterday—it is a declaration of Adonai—I will repay you on this property—it is a declaration of Adonai.’ So now pick him up and throw him onto the property, just as in the word of Adonai.”


Thus King Joash disregarded the loyalty which his father Jehoiada had shown to him—and slew Jehoiada’s son. As he was dying, he said: “May Adonai see and avenge!”


“So now, our God—the great, mighty and awesome God, who keeps covenant and mercy—do not let all the hardship that has befallen us seem insignificant to you—our kings, our leaders, our kohanim, our prophets, our ancestors and all Your people, from the time of the kings of Assyria to this day.


Arise, Adonai! O God, lift up Your hand. Do not forget the afflicted.


Their soul abhorred all food, and they drew near the gates of death.


Turn to me and be gracious to me, as is fitting to those who love Your Name.


See my affliction and rescue me, for I do not forget Your Torah.


“Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the groaning of the needy, now will I arise,” says Adonai. “I will put him in the safe place— he pants for it.”


How long must I have cares in my soul and daily sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me?


I have cried out to You, Adonai. I said: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”


See my enemies, how many they are— they hate me with violent hatred.


Adonai my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.


So I confess my guilt. I am troubled because of my sin.


For the music director: a psalm of David,


I am under vows to You, O God. I will present thank offerings to You.


For great is Your lovingkindness toward me. You have delivered my soul from the lowest part of Sheol.


I said: “In the prime of my life, I am to enter the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the rest of my years.”


All her people groan, as they seek bread. They traded their treasures for food to keep themselves alive. “Look, Adonai, and see! For I have become despised!”


Her uncleanness was in her skirts. She did not consider her future. Her demise was astonishing, there was no one to comfort her. “Adonai, see my affliction, for the enemy has triumphed!”


Now there were six stone jars, used for the Jewish ritual of purification, each holding two to three measures.


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