Psalms 38:5
My wounds are infected and starting to smell, because of my foolish sins.
My wounds are infected and starting to smell, because of my foolish sins.
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2 For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.
3 My whole body is sick because of your judgment; I am deprived of health because of my sin.
4 For my sins overwhelm me; like a heavy load, they are too much for me to bear.
6 I am dazed and completely humiliated; all day long I walk around mourning.
7 For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.
8 I am numb with pain and severely battered; I groan loudly because of the anxiety I feel.
9 O Lord, you understand my heart’s desire; my groaning is not hidden from you.
5 O God, you are aware of my foolish sins; my guilt is not hidden from you.
8 Deliver me from all my sins of rebellion! Do not make me the object of fools’ insults!
9 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.
10 For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
17 For I am about to stumble, and I am in constant pain.
18 Yes, I confess my wrongdoing, and I am concerned about my sins.
5 My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
21 Yes, my spirit was bitter, and my insides felt sharp pain.
22 I was ignorant and lacked insight; I was as senseless as an animal before you.
5 Why do you insist on being battered? Why do you continue to rebel? Your head has a massive wound, your whole heart is sick.
6 From the soles of your feet to your head, there is no spot that is unharmed. There are only bruises, cuts, and open wounds. They have not been cleansed or bandaged, nor have they been treated with olive oil.
19 And I cried out,“We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought,‘This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!’
6 Concerning my right, should I lie? My wound is incurable, although I am without transgression.’
4 As for me, I said:“O LORD, have mercy on me! Heal me, for I have sinned against you!
18 Why must I continually suffer such painful anguish? Why must I endure the sting of their insults like an incurable wound? Will you let me down when I need you like a brook one goes to for water, but that cannot be relied on?”
1 My spirit is broken, my days have faded out, the grave awaits me.
5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.
17 They acted like fools in their rebellious ways, and suffered because of their sins.
20 ר(Resh) Look, O LORD! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.
10 Please stop wounding me! You have almost beaten me to death!
22 For I am oppressed and needy, and my heart beats violently within me.
3 For I am aware of my rebellious acts; I am forever conscious of my sin.
11 Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.
12 Those who seek my life try to entrap me; those who want to harm me speak destructive words; all day long they say deceitful things.
12 For innumerable dangers surround me. My sins overtake me so I am unable to see; they outnumber the hairs of my head so my strength fails me.
4 ב(Bet) He has made my mortal skin waste away; he has broken my bones.
17 “Look, the grief I experienced was for my benefit. You delivered me from the Pit of oblivion. For you removed all my sins from your sight.
22 ת(Tav) Let all their wickedness come before you; afflict them just as you have afflicted me because of all my acts of rebellion. For my groans are many, and my heart is sick with sorrow.
15 All day long I feel humiliated and am overwhelmed with shame,
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
18 With great power God grasps my clothing; he binds me like the collar of my tunic.
19 He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
14 My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.
15 The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
2 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am frail! Heal me, LORD, for my bones are shaking!
18 See my pain and suffering! Forgive all my sins!
15 What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.
8 David said to God,“I have sinned greatly by doing this! Now, please remove the guilt of your servant, for I have acted very foolishly.”
4 My heart beats violently within me; the horrors of death overcome me.
2 But as for me, my feet almost slipped; my feet almost slid out from under me.
18 “The way you have lived and the things you have done will bring this on you. This is the punishment you deserve, and it will be painful indeed. The pain will be so bad it will pierce your heart.”
3 When I refused to confess my sin, my whole body wasted away, while I groaned in pain all day long.
5 Then I confessed my sin; I no longer covered up my wrongdoing. I said,“I will confess my rebellious acts to the LORD.” And then you forgave my sins.(Selah)