Psalms 38:1-15

¹The psalm of David, to bethink on the sabbath. Lord, reprove thou not me in thy strong vengeance; neither chastise thou me in thine ire.

²For thine arrows be fixed in me; and thou hast made steadfast thine hand on me.

³None health is in my flesh from the face of thine ire; no peace is to my bones from the face of my sins.

⁴For my wickednesses be gone over mine head; as an heavy burden, those or they be made heavy on me.

⁵Mine healed wounds were rotten, and be broken; from the face of mine unwisdom.

⁶I am made a wretch, and I am bowed down till into the end; all day I entered sorrowful.

⁷For my loins be filled with scorn-ings; and health is not in my flesh.

⁸I am tormented, and made low full greatly; I roared for the wailing of mine heart.

⁹Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my wailing is not hid from thee.

¹⁰Mine heart is troubled in me, my virtue forsook me; and the light of mine eyes, and it is not with me.

¹¹My friends and my neighbours nighed; and stood against me. And they that were beside me stood afar;

¹²and they did violence, that sought my life. And they that sought evils to me, spake vanities; and thought guiles or treacheries all day.

¹³But I, as a deaf man, heard not; and as a dumb man not opening his mouth.

¹⁴And I am made as a man not hearing; and not having reprovings in his mouth.

¹⁵For, Lord, I hoped in thee; my Lord God, thou shalt hear me.