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Psalm 32:3

Bible in Basic English 1965

When I kept my mouth shut, my bones were wasted, because of my crying all through the day.

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And when the days of weeping were past, David sent for her, and took her into his house, and she became his wife and gave him a son. But the Lord was not pleased with the thing David had done.

In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.

The flesh is gone from my bones, and they give me no rest; there is no end to my pains.

My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.

To the chief music-maker on Aijeleth-hash-shahar. A Psalm. Of David. My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?

My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.

I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.

Make me full of joy and rapture; so that the bones which have been broken may be glad.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.

A glad heart makes a healthy body, but a crushed spirit makes the bones dry.

He who keeps his sins secret will not do well; but one who is open about them, and gives them up, will get mercy.

Your sons are overcome, like a roe in a net; they are full of the wrath of the Lord, the punishment of your God.

I was quickly angry with his evil ways, and sent punishment on him, veiling my face in wrath: and he went on, turning his heart from me.

We make noises of grief, like bears, and sad sounds like doves: we are looking for our right, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Judah has been taken away as a prisoner because of trouble and hard work; her living-place is among the nations, there is no rest for her: all her attackers have overtaken her in a narrow place.

My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.

Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.

And they have not made prayer to me in their hearts, but they make loud cries on their beds; they are cutting themselves for food and wine, they are turned against me.

And their bones they put in the earth under a tree in Jabesh; and for seven days they took no food.




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