1 In thy great indignation,O Lord, rebuke me not;Nor on me lay thy chast'ning hand,in thy displeasure hot.
2 For in me fast thine arrows stick,thine hand doth press me sore:
3 And in my flesh there is no health,nor soundness any more.This grief I have, because thy wrathis forth against me gone;And in my bones there is no rest,for sin that I have done.
4 Because gone up above mine headmy great transgressions be;And, as a weighty burden, theytoo heavy are for me.
5 My wounds do stink, and are corrupt;my folly makes it so.
6 I troubled am, and much bow'd down;all day I mourning go.
7 For a disease that loathsome isso fills my loins with pain,That in my weak and weary fleshno soundness doth remain.
8 So feeble and infirm am I,and broken am so sore,That, through disquiet of my heart,I have been made to roar.
9 O Lord, all that I do desireis still before thine eye;And of my heart the secret groansnot hidden are from thee.
10 My heart doth pant incessantly,my strength doth quite decay;As for mine eyes, their wonted lightis from me gone away.
11 My lovers and my friends do standat distance from my sore;And those do stand aloof that werekinsmen and kind before.
12 Yea, they that seek my life lay snares:who seek to do me wrongSpeak things mischievous, and deceitsimagine all day long.
13 But, as one deaf, that heareth not,I suffer'd all to pass;I as a dumb man did become,whose mouth not open'd was:
14 As one that hears not, in whose mouthare no reproofs at all.
15 For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God,thou'lt hear me when I call.
16 For I said, Hear me, lest they shouldrejoice o'er me with pride;And o'er me magnify themselves,when as my foot doth slide.
17 For I am near to halt, my griefis still before mine eye:
18 For I'll declare my sin, and grievefor mine iniquity.
19 But yet mine en'mies lively are,and strong are they beside;And they that hate me wrongfullyare greatly multiply'd.
20 And they for good that render ill,as en'mies me withstood;Yea, ev'n for this, because that Ido follow what is good.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord; my God,far from me never be.
22 O Lord, thou my salvation art,haste to give help to me.