Psalms 38
38
A Groan before the Throne
A poetic lament to remember, by King David # 38 The Septuagint has in the inscription “To be remembered on the Sabbath.”
1O Lord, don’t punish me angrily for what I’ve done.
Don’t let my sin inflame your wrath against me.
2For the arrows of your conviction have pierced me deeply.
Your blows have struck my soul and crushed me.
3Now my body is sick.
My health is totally broken because of your anger,
and it’s all due to my sins!
4I’m overwhelmed, swamped, and submerged
beneath the heavy burden of my guilt.
It clings to me and won’t let me go.
5My rotting wounds are a witness against me.
They are severe and getting worse,
reminding me of my failure and folly.
6I am completely broken because of what I’ve done.
Gloom is all around me.
My sins have bent me over to the ground.
7-8My inner being is shriveled up;
my self-confidence crushed.
Sick with fever, I’m left exhausted.
Now I’m as cold as a corpse, and nothing is left inside me
but great groaning filled with anguish.
9Lord, you know all my desires and deepest longings.
My tears are liquid words, and you can read them all.
10-11My heart beats wildly, my strength is sapped,
and the light of my eyes is going out.
My friends stay far away from me, avoiding me like the plague.
Even my family wants nothing to do with me.
12Meanwhile my enemies are out to kill me,
plotting my ruin, speaking of my doom
as they spend every waking moment
planning how to finish me off.
13-14I’m like a deaf man who no longer hears.
I can’t even speak up, and words fail me;
I have no argument to counter their threats.
15Lord, the only thing I can do is wait and put my hope in you.
I wait for your help, my God.
16So hear my cry and put an end to their strutting in pride,
to those who gloat when I stumble in pain.
17I’m slipping away and on the verge of a breakdown,
with nothing but sorrow and sighing. # 38:17 The Septuagint reads “I am prepared for all of their whips—prepared to suffer.”
18I confess all my sin to you; I can’t hold it in any longer.
My agonizing thoughts punish me for my wrongdoing;
I feel condemned as I consider all I’ve done.
19My enemies are many.
They hate me and persecute me,
though I’ve done nothing against them to deserve it.
20I show goodness to them and get paid evil in return.
And they hate me even more when I stand for what is right.
21So don’t forsake me now, Lord!
Don’t leave me in this condition.
22God, hurry to help me. Run to my rescue!
For you’re my Savior and my only hope!
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PSALM 38
A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
1Jehovah, rebuke me not in thy wrath; neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. 2For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand cometh down upon me. 3There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; no peace in my bones, because of my sin. 4For mine iniquities are gone over my head: as a heavy burden they are too heavy for me. 5My wounds stink, they are corrupt, because of my foolishness. 6I am depressed; I am bowed down beyond measure; I go mourning all the day. 7For my loins are full of burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh. 8I am faint and broken beyond measure; I roar by reason of the agitation of my heart. 9Lord, all my desire is before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee. 10My heart throbbeth, my strength hath left me; and the light of mine eyes, it also is no more with me. 11My lovers and mine associates stand aloof from my stroke; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
12And they that seek after my life lay snares for me; and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all the day long. 13But I, as a deaf man, hear not; and am as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth. 14Yea, I am as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs. 15For in thee, Jehovah, do I hope: thou wilt answer, O Lord my God#GodHebrew: Elohim 16For I said, Let them not rejoice over me! When my foot slipped, they magnified themselves against me. 17For I am ready to halt, and my pain is continually before me. 18For I will declare mine iniquity, I am grieved for my sin. 19But mine enemies are lively, they are strong; and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied: 20And they that render evil for good are adversaries unto me; because I pursue what is good. 21Forsake me not, Jehovah; O my God#GodHebrew: Elohim be not far from me. 22Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.
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First published in 1890. This edition is maintained by the British and Foreign Bible Society.