"For my loins are filled with a loathsome {disease}: and {there is} no soundness in my flesh." — Psalms 38:7

Psalms 38:7 · KJV

“For my loins are filled with a loathsome {disease}: and {there is} no soundness in my flesh.”

— Psalms 38:7

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. {troubled: Heb. wried}

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Psalms 38 — Context

My wounds stink {and} are corrupt because of my foolishness.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. {troubled: Heb. wried}

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

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Lord, all my desire {is} before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

Cross References

2 Chronicles 21:18-19

And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease.

Psalms 102:3

For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. {like...: or, (as some read) into smoke}

Acts 12:23

And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.

Psalms 41:8

An evil disease, {say they}, cleaveth fast unto him: and {now} that he lieth he shall rise up no more. {An...: Heb. A thing of Belial}

Job 7:5

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

Job 30:18

By the great force {of my disease} is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.