| | 1 | A psalm of David. A petition. O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath. | |
| | 2 | For your arrows have pierced me, and your hand has come down upon me. | |
| | 3 | Because of your wrath there is no health in my body; my bones have no soundness because of my sin. | |
| | 4 | My guilt has overwhelmed me like a burden too heavy to bear. | |
| | 5 | My wounds fester and are loathsome because of my sinful folly. | |
| | 6 | I am bowed down and brought very low; all day long I go about mourning. | |
| | 7 | My back is filled with searing pain; there is no health in my body. | |
| | 8 | I am feeble and utterly crushed; I groan in anguish of heart. | |
| | 9 | All my longings lie open before you, O Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you. | |
| | 10 | My heart pounds, my strength fails me; even the light has gone from my eyes. | |
| | 11 | My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds; my neighbors stay far away. | |
| | 12 | Those who seek my life set their traps, those who would harm me talk of my ruin; all day long they plot deception. | |
| | 13 | I am like a deaf man, who cannot hear, like a mute, who cannot open his mouth; | |
| | 14 | I have become like a man who does not hear, whose mouth can offer no reply. | |
| | 15 | I wait for you, O LORD; you will answer, O Lord my God. | |
| | 16 | For I said, "Do not let them gloat or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips." | |
| | 17 | For I am about to fall, and my pain is ever with me. | |
| | 18 | I confess my iniquity; I am troubled by my sin. | |
| | 19 | Many are those who are my vigorous enemies; those who hate me without reason are numerous. | |
| | 20 | Those who repay my good with evil slander me when I pursue what is good. | |
| | 21 | O LORD, do not forsake me; be not far from me, O my God. | |
| | 22 | Come quickly to help me, O Lord my Savior. | |
