American Standard Version
"For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh. "
— Psalms 38:7, American Standard Version
“For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.”
“For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.”
“For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.”
“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.”
“For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.”
“For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.”
For mine iniquities are gone over my head: As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.
I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.
My heart throbbeth, my strength faileth me: As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.