Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart.
Psalm 6:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Have mercy on me and be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am weak (faint and withered away); O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled. American Standard Version (1901) Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled. Common English Bible Have mercy on me, LORD, because I’m frail. Heal me, LORD, because my bones are shaking in terror! Catholic Public Domain Version O Lord, do not rebuke me in your fury, nor chastise me in your anger. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath. |
Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart.
O thou who art the Lord my God, I in distress to thee, With loud cries lifted up my voice, and thou hast healed me.
Because my life with grief is spent, my years with sighs and groans: My strength doth fail; and for my sin consumed are my bones.
When as I did refrain my speech, and silent was my tongue, My bones then waxed old, because I roared all day long.
And in my flesh there is no health, nor soundness any more. This grief I have, because thy wrath is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, for sin that I have done.
For a disease that loathsome is so fills my loins with pain, That in my weak and weary flesh no soundness doth remain.
Of gladness and of joyfulness make me to hear the voice; That so these very bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.