Then Uzzi´ah was wroth, and had a censer in his hand to burn incense: and while he was wroth with the priests, the leprosy even rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the Lord, from beside the incense altar.
Psalm 38:3 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; Neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your indignation; neither is there any health or rest in my bones because of my sin. American Standard Version (1901) There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin. Common English Bible There’s nothing in my body that isn’t broken because of your rage; there’s no health in my bones because of my sin. Catholic Public Domain Version I was silenced and humbled, and I was quiet before good things, and my sorrow was renewed. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed. |
Then Uzzi´ah was wroth, and had a censer in his hand to burn incense: and while he was wroth with the priests, the leprosy even rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the Lord, from beside the incense altar.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as a hearth.
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.