Psalms 38:4-9 in English

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over my head: As a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.

⁴ My heart grew hot within me, and a fire would kindle in my meditation: I spoke with my tongue,

⁵ O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.

⁶ Behold, thou hast made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before thee: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

⁷ Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

⁸ And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with thee. Pause.

⁹ Deliver me from all my transgressions: thou hast made me a reproach to the foolish.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over mine 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 thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over mine 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 thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

⁴ O Lord, make me to know my end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.

⁵ Behold, you have made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before you: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

⁶ Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

⁷ And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with you. Pause.

⁸ Deliver me from all my transgressions: you have made me a reproach to the foolish.

⁹ I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for you are he that made me.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over mine 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 pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

⁷ For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and sore bruised: 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.

⁴ All my sins are like a flood that covers my head; they are like a load that is very heavy, with the result that I cannot carry it.

⁵ Because I have done foolish things, I have sores that have become worse, and they stink.

⁶ Sometimes I am bent over, and sometimes I lie prostrate; I am sad/cry all day.

⁷ My body is burning with fever, and I am very ill.

⁸ I am completely exhausted, and I have no strength. I am very distressed, and I groan with pain.

⁹ Yahweh, you know that I desire to be healed; you hear me while I am groaning.

⁴ O Lord, make me to know my end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.

⁵ Behold, you have made my days old; and my existence is as nothing before you: nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

⁶ Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

⁷ And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? and my ground of hope is with you. Pause.

⁸ Deliver me from all my transgressions: you have made me a reproach to the foolish.

⁹ I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for you are he that made me.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.

⁵ My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.

⁶ I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.

⁷ For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.

⁸ I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over my head: as a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds stink, they are corrupt, because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am depressed; I am bowed down beyond measure; I go mourning all the day.

⁷ For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and broken beyond measure; I roar by reason of the agitation of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.

⁴ My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.

⁵ I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.

⁶ Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.

⁷ Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.

⁸ And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.

⁹ Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.

⁴ I'm drowning in guilt—the burden is too heavy to bear.

⁵ My wounds are infected—they're smelling—all because of my stupidity.

⁶ I am bent over, doubled up in pain. The whole day I walk around crying my eyes out.

⁷ Inside I'm burning up with fever; no part of my body is healthy.

⁸ I'm worn out, totally down. I groan because of the anguish I feel in my heart.

⁹ Lord, you know what I desperately want, you hear every sigh I make.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.

⁵ My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.

⁶ I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.

⁷ For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.

⁸ I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.

⁹ Lord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.

⁴ (38-5) For mine iniquities are gone over my head; as a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

⁵ (38-6) My wounds are noisome, they fester, because of my foolishness.

⁶ (38-7) I am bent and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day.

⁷ (38-8) For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ (38-9) I am benumbed and sore crushed; I groan by reason of the moaning of my heart.

⁹ (38-10) Lord, all my desire is before Thee; and my sighing is not hid from Thee.

⁴ For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: As a 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 thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.

⁴ (38:5) For my iniquities are passed over my head, as a heavy burden are they too heavy for me.

⁵ (38:6) Foul, corrupt are my bruises because of my folly.

⁶ (38:7) I am bent double; I am bowed down to the utmost; all the day long I go about full of grief.

⁷ (38:8) For my loins are filled with a burning disease, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ (38:9) I am made faint and crushed to the utmost; I cry aloud because of the groaning of my heart.

⁹ (38:10) Lord, before thee is all my longing; and my sighing is from thee not hidden.

⁴ My heart grew hot within me, And a fire would kindle in my meditation: I spoke with my tongue,

⁵ O Lord, make me to know mine end, And the number of my days, what it is; That I may know what I lack.

⁶ Behold, thou hast made my days old; And my existence is as nothing before thee: Nay, every man living is altogether vanity. Pause.

⁷ Surely man walks in a shadow; Nay, he is disquieted in vain: He lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.

⁸ And now what is my expectation? is it not the Lord? And my ground of hope is with thee. Pause.

⁹ Deliver me from all my transgressions: Thou hast made me a reproach to the foolish.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden, they are more than I can bear.

⁵ My wounds putrefy and are loathsome on account of my folly.

⁶ I am bent; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

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

⁸ I am weakened and bruised exceedingly; I roar by reason of the disquietude of my heart.

⁹ O Lord! thou knowest all my desire, And my groaning is not hidden from thee!

⁴ For that my guilt is gone over my head: it weighs like a burden too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds stink and fester, for my foolishness I am tormented.

⁶ Bent and bowed am I utterly, all the day going in mourning.

⁷ My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.

⁸ I am utterly crushed and numb; I cry louder than lion roars.

⁹ Lord, you know all that I long for, my groans are not hidden from you.

⁴ For that my guilt is gone over my head: it weighs like a burden too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds stink and fester, for my foolishness I am tormented.

⁶ Bent and bowed am I utterly, all the day going in mourning.

⁷ My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.

⁸ I am utterly crushed and numb; I cry louder than lion roars.

⁹ Lord, you know all that I long for, my groans are not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities overwhelm me; they are a burden too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are infected and smell because of my foolish sins.

⁶ I am stooped over and humiliated every day; I go about mourning all day long.

⁷ For within me, I am filled with burning; there is no health in my flesh.

⁸ I am numb and utterly crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, you understand my heart's deepest yearnings, and my groanings are not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head: as a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are offensive, 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 lothsome disease : and there is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am feeble and grievously 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.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

⁴ For my wickednesses be gone over mine head; as an heavy burden, those or they be made heavy on me.

⁵ Mine healed wounds were rotten, and be broken; from the face of mine unwisdom.

⁶ I am made a wretch, and I am bowed down till into the end; all day I entered sorrowful.

⁷ For my loins be filled with scorn-ings; and health is not in my flesh.

⁸ I am tormented, and made low full greatly; I roared for the wailing of mine heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my wailing is not hid from thee.

⁴ For my wickednesses be gone over mine head; as an heavy burden, those be made heavy on me, (or like a heavy weight, they be made heavy upon me).

⁵ Mine healed wounds were rotten, and be broken; from the face of mine unwisdom. (My wounds became rotten, and broken; because of my folly, or my foolishness.)

⁶ I am made a wretch, and I am bowed down till into the end; all day I entered sorrowful. (I am made a wretch, and I am bent down to the ground; I go about in sorrow all day long.)

⁷ For my loins be filled with scornings; and health is not in my flesh. (For my loins be filled with sickness; and there is no health in my flesh.)

⁸ I am tormented, and made low full greatly, (or I am tormented, and brought down so very low); I roared for the wailing of mine heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my wailing is not hid from thee.

⁴ For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden — too heavy for me.

⁵ Stunk — become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

⁶ I have been bent down, I have been bowed down — unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

⁷ For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

⁸ I have been feeble and smitten — unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

⁹ Lord, before Thee is all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.