Psalms 38:7
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
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Psalms 38:7
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
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Psalms 38:5
My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
Job 2:7
So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.
Job 2:8
And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes.
Job 7:5
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
Isaiah 1:6
From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.
Psalms 35:14
I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
Psalms 41:8
An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
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Psalms 6:2
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
Psalms 6:3
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
Psalms 32:3
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
Psalms 32:4
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
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