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Traduzioni Confronta

For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength fails because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.Psa 109:24

Salmi 31:10 in diverse traduzioni

Inglese

KJV (66 books) For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
ASV For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
BSB For my life is consumed with grief and my years with groaning; my iniquity has drained my strength, and my bones are wasting away.
DRA [30:11] For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.
FBV Grief is killing me; my life is cut short by sadness; I am falling apart because of my troubles; I am worn to the bone.
GNV For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
JPS For my life is spent in sorrow, and my years in sighing; my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted away.
LSV For my life has been consumed in sorrow || And my years in sighing. My strength has been feeble because of my iniquity, || And my bones have become old.
NIV (US) My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak.
OJB [31:11] For my life is spent with grief, and my years with groaning; my ko'ach faileth because of mine avon (iniquity), and my atzmot waste away.
T4T I have become very weak because I am so miserable, and it is causing my life to become shorter. I have become weak because of all my troubles; even my bones are becoming weaker.
WEB (US) For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

Italiano

Diodati Perciocchè la mia vita si vien meno di noia, Ed i miei anni di sospirare; Le mie forze sono scadute per le mie pene, E le mie ossa son consumate.