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Psalm 38:5 - Revised Standard 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

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Psalm 38:5
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saying: “O my God, I am ashamed and blush to lift my face to thee, my God, for our iniquities have risen higher than our heads, and our guilt has mounted up to the heavens.


When I declared not my sin, 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 he whom thou dost choose and bring near, to dwell in thy courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, thy holy temple!


O God, thou knowest my folly; the wrongs I have done are not hidden from thee.


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


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