The Prayer of a Suffering Penitent
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 a 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.