7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
4 For my iniquities are gone over my head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5 My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before you; and my groaning is not hid from you.
38:7My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body.
38:7For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease:] and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my loins are filled with illusions; and there is no health in my flesh.
38:7For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my loins are filled with a lothsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.
38:7For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.