Psalms 38:3
Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.
Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.
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4For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me.
5Stunk -- become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
7For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.
8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.
9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.
1A Psalm of David, `To cause to remember.' Jehovah, in Thy wrath reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.
2For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.
17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
18By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
3When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
1To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.
2Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,
3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?
17Lo, to peace He changed for me bitterness, And Thou hast delighted in my soul without corruption, For Thou hast cast behind Thy back all my sins.
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
20See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
18For mine iniquity I declare, I am sorry for my sin.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
4I -- I said, `O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
27My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
21For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,
19My bowels, my bowels! I am pained `at' the walls of my heart, Make a noise for me doth My heart, I am not silent, For the voice of a trumpet I have heard, O my soul -- a shout of battle!
12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
6That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?
22Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
10From Thine indignation and Thy wrath, For Thou hast lifted me up, And dost cast me down.
17And Thou castest off from peace my soul, I have forgotten prosperity.
6From the sole of the foot -- unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.
4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And `with' all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
5Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
20To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
3For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.
3For my transgressions I do know, And my sin `is' before me continually.
13There is none judging thy cause to bind up, Healing medicines there are none for thee.
21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.