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Psalm 69:2 - Y'all Version Bible

2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, where the floods overwhelm me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

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Common English Bible

2 I have sunk into deep mud. My feet can’t touch the bottom! I have entered deep water; the flood has swept me up.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 O God, reach out to help me. O Lord, hasten to assist me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

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Psalm 69:2
11 Tagairtí Cros  

or darkness, so that you can not see, and floods of waters cover you.


Therefore, let everyone who is godly pray to you when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, it will not reach to them.


Hᴇ brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. Hᴇ set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.


‘Look! All the women who are left in the king of Judah’s house will be brought out to the king of Babylon’s princes, and those women will say, “Your trusted friends misled you, and have overcome you. Your feet have sunk in the mud, they have turned away from you.”


Then they took Jeremiah and threw him into the cistern of Malchijah the king’s son, which was in the court of the guard. They let down Jeremiah with cords. In the cistern there was no water, only mud, and Jeremiah sank into the mud.


To the roots of the mountains, I went down. The earth barred me in forever; yet you have brought my life up from the pit, YHWH my God.


The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it didn’t fall, for it was founded on the rock.


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