Verse 3
Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.
Referenced Verses
- Ps 6:2 : 2 Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,
- Ps 51:8 : 8 Thou causest me to hear joy and gladness, Thou makest joyful bones Thou hast bruised.
- Ps 90:7-8 : 7 For we were consumed in Thine anger, And in Thy fury we have been troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities before Thee, Our hidden things at the light of Thy face,
- Ps 102:3 : 3 For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.
- Ps 102:5 : 5 From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.
- Isa 1:5-6 : 5 Wherefore are ye stricken any more? Ye do add apostacy! Every head is become diseased, and every heart `is' sick. 6 From 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.
- Lam 3:40-42 : 40 We search our ways, and investigate, And turn back unto Jehovah. 41 We lift up our heart on the hands unto God in the heavens. 42 We -- we have transgressed and rebelled, Thou -- Thou hast not forgiven.
- Ps 31:9-9 : 9 Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation. 10 For 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.
- 2 Chr 26:19 : 19 And Uzziah is wroth, and in his hand `is' a censer to make perfume, and in his being wroth with the priests -- the leprosy hath risen in his forehead, before the priests, in the house of Jehovah, from beside the altar of perfume.
- Job 2:7-8 : 7 And the Adversary goeth forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smiteth Job with a sore ulcer from the sole of his foot unto his crown. 8 And he taketh to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.
- Job 33:19-22 : 19 And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring. 20 And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food. 21 His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen! 22 And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.