Psalms 38:7
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
King James Version
In Context
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
8I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Cross References
2 Chronicles 21:18And after all this the LORD smote him in his bowels with an incurable disease.
Job 7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
Psalms 41:8An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Acts 12:23And 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.
Matthew Henry on Psalms 38:2-12
Sorrowful Complaints. 1 O Lord , rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. 2 For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore. 3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin. 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… Read the whole commentary →