Psalm 38:7 - 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.

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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.

English Standard Version 2016

⁷ For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

Psalm 38:7 交叉引用

Nehemiah 2:3

And I said to the king: O king, live for ever: Why should not my countenance be sorrowful, seeing the city of the place of the sepulchres of my fathers is desolate, and the gates thereof are burnt with fire?

Job 30:18

With the multitude of them my garment is consumed: and they have girded me about, as with the collar of my coat.

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust: my skin is withered and drawn together.

Psalm 102:3

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

Psalm 41:8

Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

Acts 12:23

And forthwith an angel of the Lord struck him, because he had not given the honour to God: and being eaten up by worms, he gave up the ghost.