Psalms 38:7

Coverdale Bible (1535)

For my loynes are clene dried vp, and there is no whole parte in my body.

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Referenced Verses

  • 2 Chr 21:18-19 : 18 And after all this dyd ye LORDE smyte him in his bowels, with soch a sicknesse as coulde not be healed. 19 And whyle that endured from daye to daye, whan the tyme of two yeares was expyred, his bowels wente from him wt his sicknesse, and he dyed in euell diseases. And they made not a burninge ouer him, as they dyd vnto his fathers.
  • Job 7:5 : 5 My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:
  • Job 30:18 : 18 With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.
  • Ps 41:8 : 8 They haue geuen a wicked sentence vpon me: when he lyeth, he shal ryse vp nomore.
  • Ps 102:3 : 3 For my dayes are consumed awaye like smoke, & my bones are brent vp as it were a fyre brande.
  • Acts 12:23 : 23 Immediatly the angell of the LORDE smote him, because he gaue not God the honoure: And he was eaten vp of wormes, and gaue vp the goost.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Ps 38:8-11
    4 verses
    85%

    8I am feble and sore smytte, I roare for the very disquietnes of my hert.

    9LORDE, thou knowest all my desyre, & my gronynge is not hyd from the.

    10My hert paunteth, my strength hath fayled me, & the light of myne eyes is gone fro me.

    11My louers & frendes stonde lokynge vpon my trouble, and my kynsmen are gone a farre of.

  • Ps 38:2-6
    5 verses
    83%

    2For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.

    3There is no whole parte in my body, because of thy displeasure: there is no rest in my bones, by reason of my synnes.

    4For my wickednesses are gone ouer my heade, and are like a sore burthen, to heuy forme to beare.

    5My woundes styncke & are corrupte, thorow my folishnesse.

    6I am brought into so greate trouble and misery, that I go mournynge all the daye longe.

  • Job 30:16-19
    4 verses
    80%

    16Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me.

    17My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.

    18With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate.

    19I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust.

  • 5My flesh is clothed with wormes, fylthinesse and dust: my skynne is wythered, and crompled together:

  • Ps 31:9-10
    2 verses
    77%

    9Thou hast not delyuered me ouer in to the hodes of the enemie, but hast set my fete in a large rowme.

    10Haue mercy vpon me, O LORDE, for I am in trouble, myne eye is consumed for very heuynesse, yee my soule and my body.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    77%

    14I am poured out like water, all my bones are out of ioynt: my hert in the myddest off my body is euen like meltinge waxe.

    15My strength is dried vp like a potsherde, my tunge cleueth to my goomes, and thou hast brought me in to the dust of death.

  • 20Considre (O LORDE) how I am troubled, my wombe is disquieted, my herte turneth aboute in me, and I am full of heuynes. The swearde hurteth me without, and within I am like vnto death.

  • Ps 102:4-5
    2 verses
    76%

    4My hert is smytte downe and wythered like grasse, so that I forget to eate my bred.

    5For the voyce of my gronynge, my bone wil scarse cleue to my flesh.

  • 27My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me.

  • 17I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.

  • 3With this, the raynes of my backe were ful of payne: Panges came vpon me, as vpon a woman in hir trauayle. When I herde it, I was abasshed: and whe I loked vp, I was afrayde.

  • 4My flesh & my skynne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he brussed.

  • 75%

    2Haue mercy vpon me (o LORDE) for I am weake: o LORDE heale me, for all my bones are vexed.

  • 6From the sole of the foote vnto the heade, there is no whole parte in all yor body: but all are woundes, botches, sores and strypes, which can nether be helped, bounde vp, molified, ner eased with eny oyntment.

  • 13He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.

  • 8(wherof my wryncles beare wytnesse) there stodeth vp a dyssembler to make me answere with lyes to my face.

  • 21Thus my hert was greued, & it wente euen thorow my reynes.

  • 13From aboue hath he sent downe a fyre, in to my bones and chastened me: he hath layed a net for my fete, and throwne me wyde open: he hath made me desolate, so that I must euer be mournynge.

  • 19Ah my bely, ah my bely, (shalt thou crie) how is my hert so sore? my hert paunteth within me, I can not be still, for I haue herde the crienge of the trompettes, and peales of warre.

  • 3For whyle I helde my tonge, my bones consumed awaye thorow my daylie complaynynges.

  • 4Therfore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate.

  • 4Fearfullnesse and tremblinge are come vpon me, and an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me.

  • 19he chasteneth him with sicknesse, & bringeth him to his bed: he laieth sore punyshmet vpo his bones,

  • 18Sorowe is come vpon me, and heuynes vexeth my herte:

  • 3I am couted as one of the that go downe vnto the pytte, I am eue as a ma that hath no stregth.

  • 21In so moch, that his body is clene consumed awaye, & his bones appeare nomore.

  • 24I am become a rebuke vnto them, they loke vpo me and shake their heades.

  • 22I go hence like ye shadowe that departeth, and am dryuen awaye as ye greshoppers.

  • 6I must nedes be a lyar, though my cause be right: & violetly am I plaged, where as I made no fawte.

  • 18Shall my heuynes endure for euer? Are my plages then so greate, yt they maye neuer be healed? Wilt thou be as a water, that falleth, and can not contynue?

  • 30My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate:

  • 12For innumerable troubles are come aboute me: my synnes haue taken soch holde vpon me, that I am not able to loke vp: yee they are mo in nombre then the hayres of my heade, and my hert hath fayled me.

  • 19Alas, how am I hurte? Alas, how panefull are my scourges vnto me? For I cosidre this sorow by my self, & I must suffre it,

  • 8They haue geuen a wicked sentence vpon me: when he lyeth, he shal ryse vp nomore.

  • 20Thou knowest my reprofe, my shame & my dishonor: my aduersaries are all in thy sight.

  • 4I sayde: LORDE be mercifull vnto me, heale my soule, for I haue synned agaynst the.

  • 7My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.