3 When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
4 For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drouth of summer. Selah.
5 I acknowledged my sin to thee, and my iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions to the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
6 For this shall every one that is godly pray to thee in a time when thou mayest be found: surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come nigh to him.
7 Thou art my hiding place; thou wilt preserve me from trouble; thou wilt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.
8 I will instruct thee, and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with my eye.
9 Be ye not as the horse, or as the mule, which have no understanding: whose mouth must be held in with bit and bridle, lest they come near to thee.