1 O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither

chastise me in thy wrath.

2 For thine arrows have light upon me, and thine

hand lieth upon me.

3 There is nothing sound in my flesh, because

of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones,

because of my sin.

4 For mine iniquities are gone over mine head,

and as a weighty burden they are too heavy for me.

5 My wounds are putrefied, and corrupt because

of my foolishness.

6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I go mourning

all the day.

7 For my reins are full of burning, and there is

nothing sound in my flesh.

8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roar for the

very grief of mine heart.

9 Lord, I pour my whole desire before thee, and

my sighing is not hid from thee.

10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and

the light of mine eyes, even they are not mine own.

11 My lovers and my friends stand aside from my

plague, and my kinsmen stand afar off.

12 They also that seek after my life, lay snares, and

they that go about to do me evil, talk wicked things

and imagine deceit continually.

13 But I as a deaf man heard not, and am as a

dumb man, which openeth not his mouth.

14 Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in

whose mouth are no reproofs.

15 For on thee, O Lord, do I wait: thou wilt hear

me, my Lord, my God.

16 For I said, Hear me, lest they rejoice over me:

for when my foot slippeth, they extol themselves

against me.

17 Surely I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is

ever before me.

18 When I declare my pain, and am sorry for my

sin,

19 Then mine enemies are alive, and are mighty,

and they that hate me wrongfully are many.

20 They also, that reward evil for good, are mine

adversaries, because I follow goodness.

21 Forsake me not, O Lord, be not thou far from

me, my God.

22 Haste thee, to help me, O my Lord, my salvation.

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