Psalm 38:3–7

Psalm 38:3–72 matched frames1 pivot

Read down to the center, where the pattern turns; then rise back out through its mirror.

A 3 THERE IS NO SOUNDNESS IN MY FLESH because of thine anger;
- B 3 neither is there any rest in my bones BECAUSE of my sin.
  - C 4 For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
- B' 5 My wounds stink and are corrupt BECAUSE of my foolishness.
A' 6-7 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and THERE IS NO SOUNDNESS IN MY FLESH.