And when the mourning was past, David sent and took her home to his house, and she became his wife, and bare him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased Jehovah.
Psalm 32:3 - American Standard Version 2015 When I kept silence, my bones wasted away\par\tab Through my groaning all the day long. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition When I kept silence [before I confessed], my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long. American Standard Version (1901) When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long. Common English Bible When I kept quiet, my bones wore out; I was groaning all day long— every day, every night!— Catholic Public Domain Version Sing to him a new song. Sing psalms to him skillfully, with loud exclamation. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Sing to him a new canticle, sing well unto him with a loud noise. |
And when the mourning was past, David sent and took her home to his house, and she became his wife, and bare him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased Jehovah.
For my sighing cometh before I eat,\par\tab And my groanings are poured out like water.
In the night season my bones are pierced in me,\par\tab And the {\i pains} that gnaw me take no rest.
My skin is black, {\i and falleth} from me,\par\tab And my bones are burned with heat.
{\b For the Chief Musician; set to Aijeleth hash-Shahar. A Psalm of David.}\par\par\tab My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?\par\tab {\i Why art thou so} far from helping me, {\i and from} the words of my groaning?
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.
I am faint and sore bruised:\par\tab I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Make me to hear joy and gladness,\par\tab That the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away:\par\tab O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
A cheerful heart is a good medicine;\par\tab But a broken spirit drieth up the bones.
He that covereth his transgressions shall not prosper:\par\tab But whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall obtain mercy.
Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, as an antelope in a net; they are full of the wrath of Jehovah, the rebuke of thy God.\par
For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him; I hid {\i my face} and was wroth; and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.
We roar all like bears, and moan sore like doves: we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, and because of great servitude;\par\tab She dwelleth among the nations, she findeth no rest:\par\tab All her persecutors overtook her within the straits.
And they have not cried unto me with their heart, but they howl upon their beds: they assemble themselves for grain and new wine; they rebel against me.
And they took their bones, and buried them under the tamarisk-tree in Jabesh, and fasted seven days.