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Psalm 31:10 - Revised Standard Version

For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my misery, and my bones waste away.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For my life is spent with grief, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are consumed.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For my life is spent with sorrow and my years with sighing; my strength has failed because of my iniquity, and even my bones have wasted away.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

My life is consumed with sadness; my years are consumed with groaning. Strength fails me because of my suffering; my bones dry up.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Many are the scourges of the sinner, but mercy will surround him that hopes in the Lord.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Many are the scourges of the sinner, but mercy shall encompass him that hopeth in the Lord.

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Psalm 31:10
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For my sighing comes as my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.


How long must I bear pain in my soul, and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?


Hear, O Lord, when I cry aloud, be gracious to me and answer me!


There is no soundness in my flesh because of thy indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.


When thou dost chasten man with rebukes for sin, thou dost consume like a moth what is dear to him; surely every man is a mere breath! Selah


Depart from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.


Do not cast me off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength is spent.


So he made their days vanish like a breath, and their years in terror.


Afflicted and close to death from my youth up, I suffer thy terrors; I am helpless.


that I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.