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Psalms 38:6
Psalms 38:6 is verse 6 of Psalms chapter 38, shown here in the Berean Standard Bible.
Berean Standard Bible
I am bent and brought low; all day long I go about mourning.
King James Version
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
World English Bible
I am in pain and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
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Psalms 38:4–8 · Berean Standard Bible
4 For my iniquities have overwhelmed me; they are a burden too heavy to bear.
5 My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.
6 I am bent and brought low; all day long I go about mourning.
7 For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.
8 I am numb and badly crushed; I groan in anguish of heart.
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Cross-references
The Treasury of Scripture Knowledge lists these related verses. Scripture text comes from the Berean Standard Bible.
Psalms 35:14I paced about as for my friend or brother; I was bowed down with grief, like one mourning for his mother.
Psalms 42:5Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
Psalms 57:6They spread a net for my feet; my soul was despondent. They dug a pit before me, but they themselves have fallen into it! Selah
Psalms 145:14The LORD upholds all who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down.
Psalms 6:6I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.
Psalms 31:10For my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my iniquity has drained my strength, and my bones are wasting away.
Psalms 42:9I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”
Psalms 43:2For You are the God of my refuge. Why have You rejected me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?
Psalms 88:9My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.
Job 30:28I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
Isaiah 38:14I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”