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Psalm 38:8 - Catholic Public Domain Version

8 And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 I am faint and sorely bruised [deadly cold and quite worn out]; I groan by reason of the disquiet and moaning of my heart.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

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Common English Bible

8 I’m worn out, completely crushed; I groan because of my miserable heart.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

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English Standard Version 2016

8 I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

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Psalm 38:8
6 Tagairtí Cros  

Before I eat, I sigh; and like overflowing waters, so is my howl,


My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.


I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.


Sing to him a new song. Sing psalms to him skillfully, with loud exclamation.


We will all roar like bears, and we will sigh like despondent doves. We hoped for judgment, and there is none; for salvation, and it is far from us.


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