Psalm 38:7 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

Tuilleadh leaganacha

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.

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' tombs, lies waste, and the gates of it are consumed with fire?

Job 30:18

By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

Psalm 102:3

For my days consume away like smoke. My bones are burned as a firebrand.

Psalm 41:8

*An evil disease,* they say, *has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more.*

Acts 12:23

Immediately an angel of the Lord struck him, because he didn't give God the glory, and he was eaten by worms and died.