Psalms 38:7,11 - Compare All Versions

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My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body.

My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds; my neighbors stay far away.

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

My friends and companions stand aloof from my plague, and my nearest kin stand far off.

A raging fever burns within me, and my health is broken.

My loved ones and friends stay away, fearing my disease. Even my own family stands at a distance.

For my insides are full of burning pain, and there is no soundness in my body.

My loved ones and friends stand back from my affliction, and my relatives stand at a distance.

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

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; And my kinsmen stand afar off.

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

My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague, And my relatives stand afar off.

The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots because I’ve lived so badly. And now I’m flat on my face feeling sorry for myself morning to night. All my insides are on fire, my body is a wreck. I’m on my last legs; I’ve had it— my life is a vomit of groans.

Lord, my longings are sitting in plain sight, my groans an old story to you. My heart’s about to break; I’m a burned-out case. Cataracts blind me to God and good; old friends avoid me like the plague. My cousins never visit, my neighbors stab me in the back. My competitors blacken my name, devoutly they pray for my ruin. But I’m deaf and mute to it all, ears shut, mouth shut. I don’t hear a word they say, don’t speak a word in response. What I do, GOD, is wait for you, wait for my Lord, my God—you will answer! I wait and pray so they won’t laugh me off, won’t smugly strut off when I stumble.

For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no healthy part in my flesh.

My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my kinsmen stand far away.

For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no health in my flesh.

My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague; And my neighbors stand far away. [Luke 23:49]

For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.

Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.