And when the mourning was over, David sent and brought her to his house, and she became his wife, and bore him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased the Lord.
Psalm 32:3 - Revised Standard Version When I declared not my sin, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long. Dugang nga mga bersyonKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition When I kept silence [before I confessed], my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long. American Standard Version (1901) When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long. Common English Bible When I kept quiet, my bones wore out; I was groaning all day long— every day, every night!— Catholic Public Domain Version Sing to him a new song. Sing psalms to him skillfully, with loud exclamation. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Sing to him a new canticle, sing well unto him with a loud noise. |
And when the mourning was over, David sent and brought her to his house, and she became his wife, and bore him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased the Lord.
For my sighing comes as my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.
The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thy indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.
I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
Fill me with joy and gladness; let the bones which thou hast broken rejoice.
Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
A cheerful heart is a good medicine, but a downcast spirit dries up the bones.
He who conceals his transgressions will not prosper, but he who confesses and forsakes them will obtain mercy.
Your sons have fainted, they lie at the head of every street like an antelope in a net; they are full of the wrath of the Lord, the rebuke of your God.
Because of the iniquity of his covetousness I was angry, I smote him, I hid my face and was angry; but he went on backsliding in the way of his own heart.
We all growl like bears, we moan and moan like doves; we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.
Judah has gone into exile because of affliction and hard servitude; she dwells now among the nations, but finds no resting place; her pursuers have all overtaken her in the midst of her distress.
They do not cry to me from the heart, but they wail upon their beds; for grain and wine they gash themselves, they rebel against me.
And they took their bones and buried them under the tamarisk tree in Jabesh, and fasted seven days.