Psalms 38:4-12

⁴For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden — too heavy for me.

⁵Stunk — become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

⁶I have been bent down, I have been bowed down — unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

⁷For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

⁸I have been feeble and smitten — unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

⁹Lord, before Thee is all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.

¹⁰My heart is panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

¹¹My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.

¹²And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.