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Psalm 32:3

Webster Bible (1833)

When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.

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And when the mourning was past, 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 cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?

There is no soundness in my flesh because of thy anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.

I am feeble and grievously broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

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 agitated.

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: but he who confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.

Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, as a wild bull in a net: they are full of the fury of the LORD, the rebuke of thy God.

For the iniquity of his covetousness I was wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.

We all roar like bears, and mourn bitterly like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude: she dwelleth among the heathen, she findeth no rest: all her persecutors overtook her between the straits.

My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.

Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.

And they have not cried to me with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, and they rebel against me.

And they took their bones, and buried them under a tree at Jabesh, and fasted seven days.




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