Psalm 38:7 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

⁷ Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁷ For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

American Standard Version (1901)

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Common English Bible

⁷ My insides are burning up; there’s nothing in my body that isn’t broken.

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁷ So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.

Psalm 38:7 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ

Acts 12:23

And forthwith an angel of the Lord struck him, because he had not given the honour to God: and being eaten up by worms, he gave up the ghost.

Psalm 102:3

Who forgiveth all thy iniquities: who healeth all thy diseases.

Psalm 41:8

Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust: my skin is withered and drawn together.

Job 30:18

With the multitude of them my garment is consumed: and they have girded me about, as with the collar of my coat.

Nehemiah 2:3

And I said to the king: O king, live for ever: Why should not my countenance be sorrowful, seeing the city of the place of the sepulchres of my fathers is desolate, and the gates thereof are burnt with fire?