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1 (A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.) O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither is there any rest in my bones because of my sin.
4 For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
5 My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
10 My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
11 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
12 They also that seek after my life lay snares for me: and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
13 But I, as a deaf man, heard not; and I was as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth.
14 Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
15 For in thee, O LORD, do I hope: thou wilt hear, O Lord my God.
16 For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
18 For I will declare mine iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.
19 But mine enemies are lively, and they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied.
20 They also that render evil for good are mine adversaries; because I follow the thing that good is.
21 Forsake me not, O LORD: O my God, be not far from me.
22 Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation.
1 A Psalme of Dauid, to bring to remembrance. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 For thine arrowes sticke fast in me; and thy hand presseth me sore.
3 There is no soundnesse in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there any rest in my bones, because of my sinne.
4 For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head: as an heauy burden, they are too heauie for me.
5 My wounds stinke, and are corrupt: because of my foolishnesse.
6 I am troubled, I am bowed downe greatly; I goe mourning all the day long.
7 For my loynes are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundnesse in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and sore broken; I haue roared by reason of the disquietnesse of my heart.
9 Lord, all my desire is before thee: and my groning is not hid from thee.
10 My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eies, it also is gone from me.
11 My louers and my friends stand a loofe from my sore: and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
12 They also that seeke after my life, lay snares for me: and they that seeke my hurt, speake mischieuous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
13 But I, as a deafe man, heard not; and I was as a dumbe man that openeth not his mouth.
14 Thus I was as a man that heareth not; and in whose mouth are no reproofes.
15 For in thee, O Lord, doe I hope: thou wilt heare, O Lord my God.
16 For I said, heare me, least otherwise they should reioyce ouer me: when my foot slippeth, they magnifie themselues against me.
17 For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
18 For I will declare mine iniquitie; I will be sory for my sinne.
19 But mine enemies are liuely, and they are strong: and they that hate mee wrongfully, are multiplied.
20 They also that render euill for good, are mine aduersaries: because I follow the thing that good is.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord: O my God, be not farre from me.
22 Make haste to helpe mee, O Lord my saluation.