Psalm 38

New Coverdale Version

Rebuke me not, O Lord, in your anger, * neither chasten me in your weighty displeasure.

For your arrows stick fast in me, * and your hand presses me hard.

There is no health in my flesh, because of your displeasure; * neither is there any rest in my bones, by reason of my sin.

For my iniquities have gone over my head * and are like a heavy burden, too much for me to bear.

My wounds stink and fester, * by reason of my foolishness.

I am brought into such great trouble and misery * that I go about mourning all the day long.

For my loins are filled with burning, * and there is no wholeness in my body.

I am feeble and sorely smitten; * I have roared because of the tumult of my heart.

Lord, you know all my desire, * and my groaning is not hidden from you.

My heart is panting, my strength has failed me, * and the sight of my eyes is gone from me.

My friends and my neighbors turn away from my trouble, * and my kinsmen stand afar off.

Those also who seek after my life lay snares for me, * and those who go about to do me evil talk of wickedness and imagine deceit all the day long.

As for me, I am like the deaf who do not hear, * and as one who is mute, who does not open his mouth.

I have become like a man who hears not, * and in whose mouth are no reproofs.

For in you, O Lord, have I put my trust; * you shall answer for me, O Lord my God.

I have said, “Let not my enemies triumph over me,” * for when my foot slipped, they rejoiced greatly over me.

Truly, I am about to fall, * and my pain is ever with me.

For I will confess my wickedness, * and be sorry for my sin.

But my enemies live, and are mighty, * and those who hate me wrongfully are many in number.

Those also who repay evil for good are against me, * because I follow that which is good.

Forsake me not, O Lord my God; * O be not far from me.

Make haste to help me, * O Lord God of my salvation.