Psalm 38:7-17 - KJV - For my loins are filled with a loathsome diseas...

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 thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

10 My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone^a from me.

11 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore;^b and my kinsmen stand afar off.

12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.

13 But I, as a deaf man, heard not; and I was as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.

14 Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.

15 For in thee, O LORD, do I hope: thou wilt hear, O Lord my God.

16 For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.

17 For I am ready to halt,^c and my sorrow is continually before me.

Salmos 38:7 Porque mis lomos están inflamados de fiebre, y nada hay sano en mi carne.

7 For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

7 Porque mis caderas están llenas de ardor, y no hay sanidad en mi carne

7 For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Salmos 38:7 Una fiebre galopante me quema por dentro,
y mi salud está arruinada.

7 Estoy ardiendo de fiebre;no hay nada sano en mi cuerpo.

7 Porque mis lomos están llenos de irritación, Y no hay sanidad en mi carne.

7 Porque mis caderas están llenas de ardor, y no hay sanidad en mi carne.

Psalm 38:7-17 KJV