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Psalm 102:4 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 Who redeemeth thy life from destruction: who crowneth thee with mercy and compassion.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; So that I forget to eat my bread.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My heart is smitten like grass and withered, so that [in absorption] I forget to eat my food.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 My heart is smitten like grass, and withered; For I forget to eat my bread.

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Common English Bible

4 my heart is smashed like dried-up grass. I even forget to eat my food

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 He redeems your life from destruction. He crowns you with mercy and compassion.

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English Standard Version 2016

4 My heart is struck down like grass and has withered; I forget to eat my bread.

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Psalm 102:4
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And the ancients of his house came to make him rise from the ground: but he would not, neither did he eat meat with them.


And Esdras rose up from before the house of God, and went to the chamber of Johanan the son of Eliasib, and entered in thither. He ate no bread, and drank no water: for he mourned for the transgression of them that were come out of the captivity.


My soul is weary of my life: I will let go my speech against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.


My skin is become black upon me: and my bones are dried up with heat.


Bread becometh abominable to him in his life, and to his soul the meat which before he desired.


For the arrows of the Lord are in me, the rage whereof drinketh up my spirit: and the terrors of the Lord war against me.


For according to the height of the heaven above the earth: he hath strengthened his mercy towards them that fear him.


He will not always be angry: nor will he threaten for ever.


Rebuke me not, O Lord, in thy indignation; nor chastise me in thy wrath.


Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.


How great things have we heard and known, and our fathers have told us.


The grass is withered, and the dower is fallen, because the spirit of the Lord hath blown upon it. Indeed the people is grass.


He. He hath shot into my reins the daughters of his quiver.


Zain. I will be mindful and remember and my soul shall languish within me.


And he was there three days, without sight, and he did neither eat nor drink.


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