Враг преследует душу мою, втоптал в землю жизнь мою, принудил меня жить во тьме, как давно умерших, —
[Пс 142:3 (143)]
The enemy pursues me, he crushes me to the ground; he makes me dwell in the darkness like those long dead.
For the enemy has pursued my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me sit in darkness like those long dead.
For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in dark places, like those who have long been dead.
My enemy has chased me. He has knocked me to the ground and forces me to live in darkness like those in the grave.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in [a]darkness, Like those who have long been dead.
For the enemy persecuteth my soul: he hath crushed my life down to the earth; he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.