Psalm 102:3 - American Standard Version (1901)

For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.

Dugang nga mga bersyon

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned as an hearth.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For my days consume away like smoke, and my bones burn like a firebrand or like a hearth.

Common English Bible

Because my days disappear like smoke, my bones are burned up as if in an oven;

Catholic Public Domain Version

He forgives all your iniquities. He heals all your infirmities.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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

English Standard Version 2016

For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.

Psalm 102:3 Cross References

Job 30:30

My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones are burned with heat.

Psalm 119:83

For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.

Psalm 27:9

Hide not thy face from me; Put not thy servant away in anger: Thou hast been my help; Cast me not off, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

Psalm 31:10

For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.

Psalm 31:3

For thou art my rock and my fortress; Therefore for thy name’s sake lead me and guide me.

Psalm 37:20

But the wicked shall perish, And the enemies of Jehovah shall be as the fat of lambs: They shall consume; in smoke shall they consume away.

Psalm 38:3

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

Lamentations 1:13

From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.

Lamentations 3:4

My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.

James 4:14

whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.