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

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

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

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

For my loins are full of inflammation, And there is no soundness in my flesh.

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

For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Because my ankles are filled with shaking and there is no peace for my flesh.

For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For my loins are filled with illusions; and there is no health in my flesh.

For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My insides are filled with burning pain, and no healthy spot is left on my body.

For my loins are full of burning pain, and there is no health in my body.

My insides are burning and my body is unhealthy.

For I am overcome with shame and my whole body is sick.

For my loins are filled with burning, And there is no soundness in my flesh.

My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body.

A raging fever burns within me, and my health is broken.

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

For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

My body is hot with fever. I am very ill.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

for my body is filled with burning pain. There is no strength in my body.

My back aches. I’m full of fever; my body is no longer whole, no longer well.

My loins burn with inflammation, and my whole body is diseased.

I am bowed down and bent over, as I spend each day in sorrow.

For my loins are filled with burning, And there is no soundness in my flesh.

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

For my insides are full of burning pain, and there is no soundness in my body.

For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am burning with fever, and my whole body is sore.

The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots because I’ve lived so badly. And now I’m flat on my face feeling sorry for myself morning to night. All my insides are on fire, my body is a wreck. I’m on my last legs; I’ve had it— my life is a vomit of groans.

Even my back burns with pain. My whole body is unhealthy.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am burning with fever and I am near death.

For my loins be filled with scornings; and health is not in my flesh. (For my loins be filled with sickness; and there is no health in my flesh.)

Fever has my back in flames, and I hurt everywhere.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My insides are burning up; there’s nothing in my body that isn’t broken.

For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no health in my flesh.

For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am stooped and deeply bowed; every day I go about mourning.

For my sides are filled with burning, And there is no healthy part in my flesh.

·I am burning with fever [L My loins are burned with fever], and my ·whole body [flesh] is ·sore [L not sound].

I am bent over, bowed down greatly. All day I walk about in mourning.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My back is filled with burning pain. My whole body is sick.

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

I am bent down, prostrate completely; I go about mourning all day long.

For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For my loins are filled with burning; and there is no health in my basar.

My insides are filled with burning pain, and no healthy spot is left on my body.

For my sides are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am burning with fever, and my whole body hurts.

I am burning with fever. My whole body is sore.

For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.

My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body.