A psalm of David. A petition.
1Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your wrath.
2Your arrows have pierced me,
and your hand has come down on me.
3Because of your wrath there is no health in my body;
there is no soundness in my bones because of my sin.
4My guilt has overwhelmed me
like a burden too heavy to bear.
5My wounds fester and are loathsome
because of my sinful folly.
6I am bowed down and brought very low;
all day long I go about mourning.
7My back is filled with searing pain;
there is no health in my body.
8I am feeble and utterly crushed;
I groan in anguish of heart.
9All my longings lie open before you, Lord:
my sighing is not hidden from you.
10My heart pounds, my strength fails me;
even the light has gone from my eyes.
11My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;
my neighbours stay far away.
12Those who want to kill me set their traps,
those who would harm me talk of my ruin;
all day long they scheme and lie.
13I am like the deaf, who cannot hear,
like the mute, who cannot speak;
14I have become like one who does not hear,
whose mouth can offer no reply.
15Lord, I wait for you;
you will answer, Lord my God.
16For I said, ‘Do not let them gloat
or exalt themselves over me when my feet slip.’
17For I am about to fall,
and my pain is ever with me.
18I confess my iniquity;
I am troubled by my sin.
19Many have become my enemies without cause#;
those who hate me without reason are numerous.
20Those who repay my good with evil
lodge accusations against me,
though I seek only to do what is good.
21Lord, do not forsake me;
do not be far from me, my God.
22Come quickly to help me,
my Lord and my Saviour.