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Psalm 102:3 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

3 For, as an hearth, my bones are burnt, my days, like smoke, do waste.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

3 For my days are consumed like smoke, And my bones are burned as an hearth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

3 For my days consume away like smoke, and my bones burn like a firebrand or like a hearth.

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American Standard Version (1901)

3 For my days consume away like smoke, And my bones are burned as a firebrand.

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Common English Bible

3 Because my days disappear like smoke, my bones are burned up as if in an oven;

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Catholic Public Domain Version

3 He forgives all your iniquities. He heals all your infirmities.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

3 Who forgiveth all thy iniquities: who healeth all thy diseases.

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Psalm 102:3
11 Tagairtí Cros  

For like a bottle I'm become, that in the smoke is set: I'm black, and parch'd with grief; yet I thy statutes not forget.


Far from me hide not thou thy face; put not away from thee Thy servant in thy wrath: thou hast an helper been to me. O God of my salvation, leave me not, nor forsake:


Because my life with grief is spent, my years with sighs and groans: My strength doth fail; and for my sin consumed are my bones.


Because thou art my rock, and thee I for my fortress take; Therefore do thou me lead and guide, ev'n for thine own name's sake.


But wicked men, and foes of God, as fat of lambs, decay; They shall consume, yea, into smoke they shall consume away.


And in my flesh there is no health, nor soundness any more. This grief I have, because thy wrath is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, for sin that I have done.


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