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Psalm 38:5 - Modern English Version

5 My wounds grow foul and fester because of my foolishness.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 My wounds stink and are corrupt Because of my foolishness.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.

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Common English Bible

5 My wounds reek; they are all infected because of my stupidity.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 I spoke with my tongue, "O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me."

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Psalm 38:5
8 Tagairtí Cros  

and said: “O my God, I am ashamed and embarrassed to lift up my face to You, my God, because our iniquities have expanded over our heads and our wrongdoing has grown up to the heavens.


When I kept silent, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long.


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


Be pleased, O  Lord, to deliver me; O  Lord, make haste to help me.


Blessed is the man You choose and allow to approach You, that he may dwell in Your courts. We shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.


O God, You know my folly, and my sins are not hidden from You.


Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?


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