Christianity / Protestantism / Psalms 38:7
Protestantism
English
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.
For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
Copyrighted; free non-commercial distribution For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.
I am bent and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day.
Copyrighted; free non-commercial distribution For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease], and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
Copyrighted; free non-commercial distribution For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
Copyrighted; free non-commercial distribution For my loins are filled with a burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
Copyrighted; non-commercial distribution For my loins are filled with a burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are full of burning heat, And there is no soundness in my flesh.
My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.
My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For, my loins, are filled with inflammation, and there is no soundness in my flesh:
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease : and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
For my loins are filled with a lothsome [disease]: and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.
Catholicism
English
Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.
Eastern Orthodoxy
English
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
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