Psalm 38:6 - King James 2000

⁶ I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

⁶ I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

⁶ I am bent and bowed down greatly; I go about mourning all the day long.

American Standard Version (1901)

⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

Common English Bible

⁶ I am hunched over, completely down; I wander around all day long, sad.

Catholic Public Domain Version

⁶ Behold, you have made my days measurable, and, before you, my substance is as nothing. Yet truly, all things are vanity: every living man.

Psalm 38:6 Tagairtí Cros

Job 30:28

I went mourning but not in the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

Psalm 107:17

Fools because of their transgression, and because of their iniquities, are afflicted.

Psalm 145:14

The LORD upholds all that fall, and raises up all those that are bowed down.

Psalm 31:10

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.

Psalm 35:14

I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourns for his mother.

Psalm 42:5

Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disturbed within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Psalm 42:9

I will say unto God my rock, Why have you forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Psalm 43:2

For you are the God of my strength: why do you cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Psalm 57:6

They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they are fallen themselves. Selah.

Psalm 6:6

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed wet with tears; I water my couch with my tears.

Psalm 88:9

My eye mourns by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands unto you.

Isaiah 38:14

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.