Psalm 38:7 - Modern King James Version

⁷ For my loins are filled with a 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

And 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 its gates are burned with fire?

Job 30:18

By the great force of my disease my clothing is exposed; it binds me about like the mouth of my coat.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and has run afresh.

Psalm 102:3

For my days go up like smoke, and my bones glow like a firebrand.

Psalm 41:8

They say, A wicked thing is poured out on him, and he who lies down shall rise no more.

Acts 12:23

And immediately the angel of the Lord struck him, because he did not give God the glory. And he was eaten by worms and gave up the spirit.