Psalm 39:11

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When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.

A Psalm of David, for a memorial.
O Lord, rebuke me not in Your wrath,
And chasten me not in Your burning anger.

For we have been consumed by Your anger
And by Your wrath we have been dismayed.

I have decided to deliver such a one to Satan for the destruction of his flesh, so that his spirit may be saved in the day of the Lord Jesus.

For this reason many among you are weak and sick, and a number

sleep.

For those

whom the Lord loves He disciplines,

And He scourges every son whom He receives.”

Those whom I love, I reprove and discipline; therefore be zealous and repent.

Because of Your indignation and Your wrath,

For You have lifted me up and cast me away.

‘How much more those who dwell in houses of clay,
Whose foundation is in the dust,
Who are crushed before the moth!

While I am decaying like a rotten thing,
Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

“My skin turns black on me,
And my bones burn with fever.

Behold, the Lord God helps Me;

Who is he who condemns Me?

Behold, they will all wear out like a garment;
The moth will eat them.

Therefore I am like a moth to Ephraim
And like rottenness to the house of Judah.