Isaiah 38:14

New American Standard Bible

¹⁴^(A)Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter;
I ^(B)moan like a dove;
My ^(C)eyes look wistfully to the heights;
Lord, I am oppressed, be my ^(D)security.

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Isaiah 38:14

New International Version

¹⁴I cried like a swift or thrush,
I moaned like a mourning dove.^(A)
My eyes grew weak^(B) as I looked to the heavens.
I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”^(C)

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Isaiah 38:14

New International Reader's Version

¹⁴I cried softly like a weak little bird.
I sounded like a dove as I mourned.
My eyes grew tired as I looked up toward heaven.
Lord, my life is in danger. Please come and help me!

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