Psalm 38:5 “My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.”

Psalm 38:5

My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.

Berean Standard Bible

Other translations

King James Version

My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.

World English Bible

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt because of my foolishness.

American Standard Version

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

Geneva Bible 1599

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

Darby Translation

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

Young's Literal Translation

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

Bible in Basic English

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

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Cross references

“My wounds”

Jeremiah 8:22 Psalm 38:7 Psalm 32:3 Isaiah 1:5 Isaiah 1:6

Jeremiah 8:22 · BSB

Is there no balm in Gilead? Is no physician there? Why then has the health of the daughter of my people not been restored?

Psalm 38:7 · BSB

For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.

Psalm 32:3 · BSB

When I kept silent, my bones became brittle from my groaning all day long.

Isaiah 1:5 · BSB

Why do you want more beatings? Why do you keep rebelling? Your head has a massive wound, and your whole heart is afflicted.

Isaiah 1:6 · BSB

From the sole of your foot to the top of your head, there is no soundness— only wounds and welts and festering sores neither cleansed nor bandaged nor soothed with oil.

Also

Psalm 69:5

Psalm 69:5 · BSB

You know my folly, O God, and my guilt is not hidden from You.

Cross references adapted from OpenBible.info (CC BY 4.0) and the Treasury of Scripture Knowledge.

In context

4For my iniquities have overwhelmed me; they are a burden too heavy to bear.

6I am bent and brought low; all day long I go about mourning.

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