Psalms 38

A psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.

O Lord, correct me not in thy wrath, nor chastise me in thy fury. For thy arrows have penetrated into me, and thy hand presseth down upon me. There is no soundness in my flesh because of thy indignation: there is no peace in my bones because of my sin. For my iniquities are passed over my head, as a heavy burden are they too heavy for me. Foul, corrupt are my bruises because of my folly. I am bent double; I am bowed down to the utmost; all the day long I go about full of grief. For my loins are filled with a burning disease, and there is no soundness in my flesh. I am made faint and crushed to the utmost; I cry aloud because of the groaning of my heart. 10 Lord, before thee is all my longing; and my sighing is from thee not hidden. 11 My heart is restless, my strength hath left me; and the light of my eyes—that also is no more with me. 12 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague; and my kinsmen stand afar off. 13 They also that seek after my life lay snares; and they that wish for my mishap speak wicked falsehoods; and deceits do they devise all the day long. 14 But I, as a deaf man, hear not; and I am as a dumb man that cannot open his mouth. 15 Thus am I as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no words of defence. 16 For in thee, O Lord, do I hope: thou wilt answer, O Lord my God. 17 For I said, Perhaps they might rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they might magnify themselves over me. 18 For I am prepared for my downfall, and my pain is continually before me. 19 For I will tell of my iniquity; I will be grieved because of my sin. 20 But my enemies are strong in life; and numerous are those that hate me wrongfully; 21 They also that repay me evil in lieu of good; they hate me bitterly because I pursue what is good. 22 Forsake me not, O Lord: O my God, be not far from me. Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.
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