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Psalm 39:11

Bible in Basic English 1965

By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. Selah.

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Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

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

How much more those living in houses of earth, whose bases are in the dust! They are crushed more quickly than an insect;

Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me:

See, the Lord God is my helper; who will give a decision against me? truly, all of them will become old like a robe; they will be food for the worm.

And so to Ephraim I am like a wasting insect, and a destruction to the children of Judah.

That this man is to be handed over to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, so that his spirit may have forgiveness in the day of the Lord Jesus.

For the Lord sends punishment on his loved ones; everyone whom he takes as his son has experience of his rod.

But his wrongdoing was pointed out to him: an ass, talking with a man's voice, put a stop to the error of the prophet.

To all those who are dear to me, I give sharp words and punishment: then with all your heart have sorrow for your evil ways.