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Psalm 102:3 - American Standard Version 2015

For my days consume away like smoke,\par\tab And my bones are burned as a firebrand.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned as an hearth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For my days consume away like smoke, and my bones burn like a firebrand or like a hearth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.

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Common English Bible

Because my days disappear like smoke, my bones are burned up as if in an oven;

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Catholic Public Domain Version

He forgives all your iniquities. He heals all your infirmities.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Who forgiveth all thy iniquities: who healeth all thy diseases.

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Psalm 102:3
11 Tagairtí Cros  

My skin is black, {\i and falleth} from me,\par\tab And my bones are burned with heat.


For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke;\par\tab Yet do I not forget thy statutes.


Hide not thy face from me;\par\tab Put not thy servant away in anger:\par\tab Thou hast been my help;\par\tab Cast me not off, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.


For my life is spent with sorrow,\par\tab And my years with sighing:\par\tab My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,\par\tab And my bones are wasted away.


For thou art my rock and my fortress;\par\tab Therefore for thy name's sake lead me and guide me.


But the wicked shall perish,\par\tab And the enemies of Jehovah shall be as the fat of lambs:\par\tab They shall consume; in smoke shall they consume away.


There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation;\par\tab Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.


From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them;\par\tab He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back:\par\tab He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.


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


whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. What is your life? For ye are a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.