Psalms 32:3
“When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.”
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.
Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
Related Verses
“By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.”
“I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.”
“There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.”
“I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.”
“I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.”