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Psalm 38:4 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

4 No soundness in my flesh from thy wrath; no peace in my bones from the face of my sins.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: As an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 For my iniquities have gone over my head [like waves of a flood]; as a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 For mine iniquities are gone over my head: As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

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Common English Bible

4 My wrongdoings are stacked higher than my head; they are a weight that’s way too heavy for me.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 My heart grew hot within me, and, during my meditation, a fire would flare up.

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Psalm 38:4
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And saying, My God, I was ashamed and disgraced to lift up my face, O my God, to thee: for our iniquities were multiplied over the head, and our guilt was magnified even to the heavens.


And he was chastened with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones perpetually.


Being turned away from the way of their transgression, they will be humbled from their iniquities.


For evils even not being numbered encompassed about me: mine inquities overtook me, and I was not able to see; they were numerous above the hairs of my head, and my heart forsook me.


And be shall see of the labor of his soul, he shall be satisfied: by his knowledge my just servant shall justify for many; and he shall bear their iniquities..


The yoke of my transgressions was bound by his hand: they will be woven together, they came up upon my neck: he caused my strength to fail, Jehovah gave me into the hands; I shall not be able to rise up.


And if eating, he shall eat from the flesh of the sacrifice of his peace in the third day, it shall not be accepted; he bringing it near, it shall not be imputed to him: it shall be an abomination, and the soul eating from it shall bear its iniquity.


Come to me, all ye wearied and loaded, and I will cause you to rest.


Who himself bear up our sins in his body upon the wood, that we, removed from sins, should live to justice: by whose bloody mark ye were healed.


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