Psalm 38:7 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

American Standard Version (1901)

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

Common English Bible

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

Catholic Public Domain Version

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.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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.

English Standard Version 2016

For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

Psalm 38:7 Cross References

Nehemiah 2:3

and said unto the king, Let the king live for ever: why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers' sepulchres, lieth waste, and the gates thereof are consumed with fire?

Job 30:18

By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin is broken, and become loathsome.

Psalm 102:3

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

Psalm 41:8

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

Acts 12:23

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.