Psalm 38
William Helder © 1980, 2005
- LORD, rebuke me not in anger,
And no longer
Let Your wrath on me descend.
You have pierced me with Your arrows,
Brought me sorrows,
Bowed me down with Your own hand.
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You have of all strength bereft me;
Health has left me,
And Your wrath is my despair.
My iniquities distress me
And oppress me;
They are more than I can bear.
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All my wounds are foul and reeking;
Ever weakening,
I am utterly bowed down.
Bitter fruits of folly reaping,
I go weeping,
For my vigor is all gone.
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I am crushed and numb with anguish
As I languish,
And in misery I groan.
LORD, to You my mournful crying
And my sighing
Are not hidden or unknown.
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How my pounding heart is straining;
Strength is waning,
And my eyes are failing me.
I am by my friends neglected
And rejected;
Kinsmen see my plagues and flee.
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Those who lie in wait to snare me
Will not spare me
All the mischief they devise.
Seeming deaf and dumb before them,
I ignore them
And I offer no replies.
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You, O LORD my God, will hear me
And be near me;
You, O LORD, will heed my voice.
Though my foot may slip and waver,
Show Your favor;
Do not let my foes rejoice.
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I am prone to fall or stumble,
And I tremble,
Thinking of my grief and pain.
I acknowledge my transgression
In confession,
Deeply troubled by my sin.
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Countless mighty foes berate me,
Fiercely hate me;
Without cause I am oppressed.
Ill for good they always render;
Me they slander
Since I strive for what is best.
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LORD, forsake me not but hear me
And stay near me;
Be my help and shield, I pray.
Hasten to my aid, O Savior;
Show Your favor.
O my God, do not delay.