Psalms 38
38
PSALM 38.
1Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David.
2I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against me.
3I was dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.
4My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.
5I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.
6Behold thou hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.
7Surely man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
8And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
9Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.
10I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.
11Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:
12thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.
13Hear my prayer, O Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers were.
14O forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.
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Psalm 38
38
A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
1O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath:
Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me,
And thy hand presseth me sore.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger;
Neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
4For mine iniquities are gone over mine head:
As an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5My wounds stink and are corrupt
Because of my foolishness.
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly;
I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease:
And there is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am feeble and sore broken:
I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9Lord, all my desire is before thee;
And my groaning is not hid from thee.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me:
As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore;
And my kinsmen stand afar off.
12They also that seek after my life lay snares for me:
And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
13But I, as a deaf man, heard not;
And I was as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.
14Thus I was as a man that heareth not,
And in whose mouth are no reproofs.
15For in thee, O LORD, do I hope:
Thou wilt hear, O Lord my God.
16For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me:
When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.
17For I am ready to halt,
And my sorrow is continually before me.
18For I will declare mine iniquity;
I will be sorry for my sin.
19But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong:
And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
20They also that render evil for good
Are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.
21Forsake me not, O LORD:
O my God, be not far from me.
22Make haste to help me,
O Lord my salvation.
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