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Psalm 31:10 - Revised Version 1885

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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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
12 Tagairtí Cros  

For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like water


How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?


Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: Have mercy also upon me, and answer me.


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


When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah


Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.


Cast me not off in the time of old age; Forsake me not when my strength faileth.


Therefore their days did he consume in vanity, And their years in terror.


I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.


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