Lamentations 3:52
My enemies hunted me like a bird, without cause.
My enemies hunted me like a bird, without cause.
My enemies hunted me like a bird, without cause.
Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.
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Myne enemies hunted me out sharpely like a byrde, yee and that with out a cause.
Mine enemies chased me sore like a birde, without cause.
Mine enemies hunted me out sharply like a byrde, yea & that without a cause.
Mine enemies chased me sore, like a bird, without cause.
They have chased me sore like a bird, those who are my enemies without cause.
Hunted me sore as a bird have my enemies without cause.
They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.
They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.
They who are against me without cause have gone hard after me as if I was a bird;
They have chased me relentlessly like a bird, those who are my enemies without cause.
צ(Tsade) For no good reason my enemies hunted me down like a bird.
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53 They cut off my life in the pit and threw a stone upon me.
3 They surrounded me with words of hatred and fought against me without cause.
7 For without cause they have hidden their net for me in a pit, which they have dug without cause for my soul.
8 My enemies reproach me all day long; those who are mad against me are sworn against me.
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
4 Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; those who would destroy me, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty; then I restored what I did not take away.
19 Let not my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; neither let those who hate me without cause wink with the eye.
19 But my enemies are vigorous, and they are strong; and those who hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
19 Consider my enemies, for they are many, and they hate me with cruel hatred.
10 For my enemies speak against me; and those who lie in wait for my soul take counsel together,
11 I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbors, and a fear to my acquaintances: those who saw me outside fled from me.
19 Our persecutors were swifter than the eagles of the sky; they pursued us on the mountains, they lay in wait for us in the wilderness.
9 From the wicked who oppress me, from my deadly enemies who surround me.
51 My eye affects my heart because of all the daughters of my city.
3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
3 For strangers have risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
12 Those who seek my life lay snares for me, and those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things and imagine deceits all day long.
5 Every day they twist my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, waiting for my life.
9 He tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
10 They gape upon me with their mouth; they strike me on the cheek reproachfully; they gather themselves together against me.
4 If I have rewarded evil to him who was at peace with me; (yes, I have delivered him who without cause is my enemy:)
5 Let the enemy persecute my soul, and take it; yes, let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay my honor in the dust. Selah.
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
2 My enemies would daily swallow me up, for there are many who fight against me, O Most High.
3 For, look, they lie in wait for my life; the mighty are gathered against me, not for my transgression nor for my sin, O LORD.
7 My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
15 But in my adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together; yes, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they tore me, and did not cease:
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
8 My heritage is to Me like a lion in the forest; it cries out against Me; therefore I have hated it.
9 My heritage is to Me like a speckled bird; the birds all around are against her. Come, assemble all the beasts of the field, come to devour.
13 They mar my path, they advance my calamity, they have no helper.
11 Because He has loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
10 Behold, He finds occasions against me, He counts me as His enemy;
11 He has also kindled His wrath against me and counts me as one of His enemies.
14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I mourned as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
5 He has built against me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
2 When the wicked, even my enemies and my foes, came upon me to devour my flesh, they stumbled and fell.
13 From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
13 They gaped at me with their mouths, like a ravening and roaring lion.
10 As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
22 Let a cry be heard from their houses, when you bring a troop suddenly upon them: for they have dug a pit to take me, and hidden snares for my feet.
37 I have pursued my enemies, and overtaken them: neither did I turn back till they were consumed.
5 My enemies speak evil of me, 'When shall he die, and his name perish?'
22 I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down; they have dug a pit before me; into the midst of it they have fallen themselves. Selah.
19 All my close friends abhorred me; and those whom I loved have turned against me.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then You knew my path. In the way where I walked, they secretly laid a snare for me.
4 Lest my enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those who trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
161 SCHIN. Princes persecute me without a cause, but my heart stands in awe of Your word.