And when the mourning was past, David sent and fetched her to his house, and she became his wife, and bare him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased the LORD.
Psalm 32:3 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769 When I kept silence, my bones waxed old Through my roaring all the day long. 更多版本Amplified Bible - Classic Edition When I kept silence [before I confessed], my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long. American Standard Version (1901) When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long. Common English Bible When I kept quiet, my bones wore out; I was groaning all day long— every day, every night!— Catholic Public Domain Version Sing to him a new song. Sing psalms to him skillfully, with loud exclamation. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Sing to him a new canticle, sing well unto him with a loud noise. English Standard Version 2016 For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long. |
And when the mourning was past, David sent and fetched her to his house, and she became his wife, and bare him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased the LORD.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, And my roarings are poured out like the waters.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; Neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Make me to hear joy and gladness; That the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: But whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.
Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, as a wild bull in a net: they are full of the fury of the LORD, the rebuke of thy God.
For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us.
Judah is gone into captivity because of affliction, And because of great servitude: She dwelleth among the heathen, She findeth no rest: All her persecutors overtook her Between the straits.
And they have not cried unto me with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, and they rebel against me.
And they took their bones, and buried them under a tree at Jabesh, and fasted seven days.