Psalms, 38

A melody of David, to bring to remembrance.

¹ O Jehovah, do not in your indignation reprove me, Nor in your rage correct me.

² For your own arrows have sunk themselves deep into me, And upon me your hand is come down.

³ There is no sound spot in my flesh because of your denunciation. There is no peace in my bones on account of my sin.

⁴ For my own errors have passed over my head; Like a heavy load they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds have become stinky, they have festered, Because of my foolishness.

⁶ I have become disconcerted, I have bowed low to an extreme degree; All day long I have walked about sad.

⁷ For my very loins have become full of burning, And there is no sound spot in my flesh.

⁸ I have grown numb and become crushed to an extreme degree; I have roared due to the groaning of my heart.

⁹ O Jehovah,^*1 in front of you is all my desire, And from you my sighing itself has not been concealed.

¹⁰ My own heart has palpitated heavily, my power has left me, And the light of my own eyes also is not with me.

¹¹ As for my lovers^*1 and my companions, they keep standing away from my plague, And my close acquaintances themselves have stood off at a distance.

¹² But those seeking my soul lay out traps, And those working for a calamity to me have spoken of adversities, And deceptions they keep muttering all day long.

¹³ As for me, like someone deaf, I would not listen; And like someone speechless, I would not open my mouth.

¹⁴ And I came to be like a man that was not hearing, And in my mouth there were no counterarguments.

¹⁵ For on you, O Jehovah, I waited; You yourself proceeded to answer, O Jehovah^*1 my God.

¹⁶ For I said: “Otherwise they would rejoice at me; When my foot moved unsteadily, they would certainly assume great airs against me.”

¹⁷ For I was ready to limp, And my pain was in front of me constantly.

¹⁸ For I proceeded to tell about my own error; I began to be anxious over my sin.

¹⁹ And my enemies who are alive became mighty, And those hating me for no reason became many.

²⁰ And they were rewarding me with bad for good; They kept resisting me^*1 in return for my pursuing what is good.

²¹ Do not leave me, O Jehovah. O my God, do not keep far away from me.

²² Do make haste to my assistance, O Jehovah^*1 my salvation.