3When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
3When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
1 A Psalm of David, Maschil. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.
2 Blessed is the man to whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
3 When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drouth of summer. Selah.
5 I acknowledged my sin to thee, and my iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions to the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
32:3When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
32:3Because I was silent my bones grew old; whilst I cried out all the day long.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old, through my groaning all the day long.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
32:3When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.
32:3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.