Psalms 38
38
PSALM 38
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
1In thy great indignation,
O Lord, rebuke me not;
Nor on me lay thy chast'ning hand,
in thy displeasure hot.
2For in me fast thine arrows stick,
thine hand doth press me sore:
3And in my flesh there is no health,
nor soundness any more.
This grief I have, because thy wrath
is forth against me gone;
And in my bones there is no rest,
for sin that I have done.
4Because gone up above mine head
my great transgressions be;
And, as a weighty burden, they
too heavy are for me.
5My wounds do stink, and are corrupt;
my folly makes it so.
6I troubled am, and much bow'd down;
all day I mourning go.
7For a disease that loathsome is
so fills my loins with pain,
That in my weak and weary flesh
no soundness doth remain.
8So feeble and infirm am I,
and broken am so sore,
That, through disquiet of my heart,
I have been made to roar.
9O Lord, all that I do desire
is still before thine eye;
And of my heart the secret groans
not hidden are from thee.
10My heart doth pant incessantly,
my strength doth quite decay;
As for mine eyes, their wonted light
is from me gone away.
11My lovers and my friends do stand
at distance from my sore;
And those do stand aloof that were
kinsmen and kind before.
12Yea, they that seek my life lay snares:
who seek to do me wrong
Speak things mischievous, and deceits
imagine all day long.
13But, as one deaf, that heareth not,
I suffer'd all to pass;
I as a dumb man did become,
whose mouth not open'd was:
14As one that hears not, in whose mouth
are no reproofs at all.
15For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God,
thou'lt hear me when I call.
16For I said, Hear me, lest they should
rejoice o'er me with pride;
And o'er me magnify themselves,
when as my foot doth slide.
17For I am near to halt, my grief
is still before mine eye:
18For I'll declare my sin, and grieve
for mine iniquity.
19But yet mine en'mies lively are,
and strong are they beside;
And they that hate me wrongfully
are greatly multiply'd.
20And they for good that render ill,
as en'mies me withstood;
Yea, ev'n for this, because that I
do follow what is good.
21Forsake me not, O Lord; my God,
far from me never be.
22O Lord, thou my salvation art,
haste to give help to me.
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Psalms 38
38
Psalm 38
A psalm by David; to be kept in mind.
1O Lord, do not angrily punish me
or discipline me in your wrath.
2Your arrows have struck me.
Your hand has struck me hard.
3No healthy spot is left on my body
because of your rage.
There is no peace in my bones
because of my sin.
4My guilt has overwhelmed me.
Like a heavy load, it is more than I can bear.
5My wounds smell rotten.
They fester because of my stupidity.
6I am bent over and bowed down very low.
All day I walk around in mourning.
7My insides are filled with burning pain,
and no healthy spot is left on my body.
8I am numb and completely devastated.
I roar because my heart’s in turmoil.
9You know all my desires, O Lord,
and my groaning has not been hidden from you.
10My heart is pounding.
I have lost my strength.
Even the light of my eyes has left me.
11My loved ones and my friends keep their distance
and my relatives stand far away because of my sickness.
12Those who seek my life lay traps for me.
Those who are out to harm me talk about ruining me.
All day long they think of ways to deceive me.
13But I am like a person who cannot hear
and like a person who cannot speak.
14I am like one who cannot hear
and who can offer no arguments.
15But I wait with hope for you, O Lord.
You will answer, O Lord, my God.
16I said, “Do not let them gloat over me.
When my foot slips,
do not let them promote themselves at my expense.”
17I am ready to fall.
I am continually aware of my pain.
18I confess my guilt.
My sin troubles me.
19My mortal enemies are growing stronger.
Many hate me for no reason.
20They pay me back with evil instead of good,
and they accuse me because I try to do what is good.
21Do not abandon me, O Lord.
O my God, do not be so distant from me.
22Come quickly to help me, O Lord, my savior.
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