“For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.”
Psalms 38:7 (KJV) |
Psalms 38:7
From Psalms 38, in the Book of Psalms (Old Testament).
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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.