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Psalm 38:8 - Revised Standard Version

8 I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 I am faint and sorely bruised [deadly cold and quite worn out]; I groan by reason of the disquiet and moaning of my heart.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

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Common English Bible

8 I’m worn out, completely crushed; I groan because of my miserable heart.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

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Psalm 38:8
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For my sighing comes as my bread, and my groanings are poured out like water.


My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.


I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.


When I declared not my sin, my body wasted away through my groaning all day long.


We all growl like bears, we moan and moan like doves; we look for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.


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