in your wrath, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.
038:002 For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.
038:003 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation,
neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.
038:004 For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden,
they are too heavy for me.
038:005 My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.
038:006 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
038:007 For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness
in my flesh.
038:008 I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason
of the anguish of my heart.
038:009 Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not
hidden from you.
038:010 My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light
of my eyes, it has also left me.
038:011 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague.
My kinsmen stand far away.
038:012 They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek
my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits
all day long.
038:013 But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't
open his mouth.
038:014 Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.
038:015 For in you, Yahweh, do I hope. You will answer, Lord my God.
038:016 For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves
over me when my foot slips."
038:017 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
038:018 For I will declare my iniquity. I will be sorry for my sin.
038:019 But my enemies are vigorous and many. Those who hate me
without reason are numerous.
038:020 They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me,
because I follow what is good.
038:021 Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.
038:022 Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation.
039:001 <<For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.>> I said,
"I will watch my ways, so that I don't sin with my tongue.
I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."
039:002 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good.
My sorrow was stirred.
039:003 My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned:
I spoke with my tongue:
039:004 "Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days.
Let me know how frail I am.
039:005 Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime
is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as
a breath." Selah.
039:006 "Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves
in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.
039:007 Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.
039:008 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don't make me the reproach
of the foolish.
039:009 I was mute.
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