Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your wrath, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.

For I will declare my iniquity. I will be sorry for my sin.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

For in you, Yahweh, do I hope. You will answer, Lord my God.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all day long.

They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.

My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.

For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

But my enemies are vigorous and many. Those who hate me without reason are numerous.

Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.

Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.