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Psalms 41

Psalms 41:8

Septuagint · public domain
Thomson 1808
Now he is confined to his bed, let him never rise again.
Brenton 1851
Deep calls to deep at the voice of thy cataracts: all thy billows and thy waves have gone over me.
Greek · Brenton
Ἄβυσσος ἄβυσσον ἐπικαλεῖται εἰς φωνὴν τῶν καταῤῥακτῶν σου· πάντες οἱ μετεωρισμοί σου, καὶ τὰ κύματά σου ἐπʼ ἐμὲ διῆλθον.