King James Version (KJV)

Psalms 38:7

“For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease]: and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.”

Verse in context — Psalms 38

My wounds stink [and] are corrupt because of my foolishness.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease]: and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Lord, all my desire [is] before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

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