Verse 5

My woundes stinke and are corrupt: through my foolishnes.

Referenced Verses

• Ps 32:3 : 3 For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
• Ps 38:7 : 7 For my loynes are filled with heate: and there is no whole part in my body.
• Ps 69:5 : 5 God thou knowest my folly: and my faultes are not hyd from thee.
• Isa 1:5-6 : 5 Why shoulde ye be stricken any more? for ye are euer fallyng away: euery head is diseased, and euery heart heauy: 6 From the sole of the foote vnto the head there is nothyng sounde in it: but woundes, blaynes, and putrifiyng sore: they haue not ben salued, neither wrapped vp, neither molified with the oyntment.
• Jer 8:22 : 22 Is there not triacle at Gilead? Is there no phisitio there? why then is not the health of my people recouered?