...kept silence," says he, while I withheld a full confession of my sin, "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." I found no comfort, but the agony of my soul was...

...chastening rod, and take his avenging sword. " When I kept silence, my bones waxed old " through my groaning all the day long. For day and " night thy hand was heavy upon im; my moisture " is turned into the draught of summer. I acknov, . " ledged my sin unto thee, and...

...many passages in his psalms. In the xxxii. he says, 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. And in the xxxviii. For thine arroivs stick fast...

...many passages in his psalms. In the xxxii. he says, When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was hea,vy ufion me : my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. And in the xxxviii. For thine arrows stick...

...(ie before Nathan came who brought me to an open confession ; see ver. 5.) my bones vaxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was licavy upon me. My moisture is turned into the drought of summer. And never dda believer depart from...

...throughout. guisti until he did. Ps. xxxii. 3, 4, 5. " When I kept silence, my bones waxed old ; through my roaring all the day long For day- and night thy hand was heavey upon me. My tnoi*ture is turned into the drought of summer. I acknowledge my sin unto thee,...

...and in whose spirit there is no guile. Because I was silent, my bones grew old; whilst I cried out all the day long. For day and night- thy hand was heavy upon me: I am turned in my anguish whilst the thorn is fastened. For this shall every on« that is holy priy to...

...amazement : so that sometimes the distressed soul cries out with David, " My bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; for day and night thy hand was heavy upori me; my moisture is turned into the drought of summer:" and with Job, " The arrows of the Almighty...

...as appears by the words that immediately follow. " 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. I acknowledged my siu unto thee, and mine iniquity...

...silence,' says he, while I withheld a full confession of my sin, « 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 sum« mer.' I found no comfort, but the agony of * Ps....