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

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

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Therefore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman that travaileth: I was bowed down at the hearing of it; I was dismayed at the seeing of it.

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Therefore (A)my loins are filled with pain;
(B)Pangs have taken hold of me, like the pangs of a woman in labor.
I was [a]distressed when I heard it;
I was dismayed when I saw it.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 21:3 Lit. bowed

19 My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.

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Sorrow for the Doomed Nation

19 O my (A)soul, my soul!
I am pained in my very heart!
My heart makes a noise in me;
I cannot hold my peace,
Because you have heard, O my soul,
The sound of the trumpet,
The alarm of war.

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