Psalm 38:7 - English Standard Version 2016

⁷ For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁷ For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

American Standard Version (1901)

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Common English Bible

⁷ My insides are burning up; there’s nothing in my body that isn’t broken.

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁷ So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

⁷ Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

Psalm 38:7 Tagairtí Cros

Nehemiah 2:3

I said to the king, “Let the king live forever! Why should not my face be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers’ graves, lies in ruins, and its gates have been destroyed by fire?”

Job 30:18

With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.

Psalm 102:3

For my days pass away like smoke, and my bones burn like a furnace.

Psalm 41:8

They say, “A deadly thing is poured out on him; he will not rise again from where he lies.”

Acts 12:23

Immediately an angel of the Lord struck him down, because he did not give God the glory, and he was eaten by worms and breathed his last.