Pray not reprove me with your anger, O God,
Or punish me in a rage, but have mercy,
For I am faint, Jehovah, and languishing.
My frame shakes with terror and apprehension,
My soul is tormented by anguish, O God.
Restore my well-being and peace of mind!
How long must I wait to receive your help?
Come back and rescue me, O God, save me
For the sake of your love and loyalty,
For there's no remembrance of you in death
And no words of thanks spoken from the grave.
Weary from sighs and worn out by weeping,
I lie awake in restless meditation
And every night bath my pillow in tears.
My eyes are red and swollen from grieving,
And from the vexation of my enemies.
Be gone from me, all you evil doers,
For God has heard the sound of my weeping.
He has heard my cry and will answer my prayer.
Those who oppose me will be put to flight.
They will know fear and humiliation,
And, in a moment, they will retreat in shame.
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