Psalm 38

O Jehovah, rebuke me not in anger,
Nor chastise me in your furious wrath.
Your arrows have struck me and stick deep within, 
And your hand has come down hard upon me.
Because of your wrathful indignation
My entire body suffers from ill health.
Because of my sin no strength is left in me.
My guilt is so crushing it overwhelms me;
It is a burden too heavy to bear.
For my folly, my wounds reek and fester.
I have been bent and brought down utterly.
All day I walk about consumed by grief.
All my insides burn with a raging fever;
There is no wellness left within my body.
I am enfeebled and shattered wholly.
I groan and cry out with an anguished heart.

All that I long for is laid before you,
Jehovah; my moans are not hidden from you.
My heart pounds and my strength has deserted me,
Even the light in my eyes has left me.
Because I am ill, friends and neighbors shun me;
Even my family keeps their distance.
Those who seek my life set their traps for me;
Those who wish me harm talk of my ruin
And constantly plot ways to deceive me.
But I am like a deaf man, I can not hear;
I am like one who is dumb and cannot speak.
Indeed, I am a man who does not hear
And out of my mouth there are no protests.

I am waiting for you, O Jehovah.
You will answer me, Jehovah my god.
For I have prayed, “Let not my enemies
Gloat over me or magnify themselves
When my foot slips.”  I am about to fall,
Aware of the pain that is ever with me.
I confess my sins and repent of them.
But my enemies are vigorous and strong;
Those that hate me without cause have multiplied.
They return evil for the good I have done
And oppose me because I strive to do good.

Do not forsake me, O Jehovah,
Do not be far from me, my god.
Come quickly to lend me succor,
O Jehovah, my salvation!