1Lord, don’t rebuke me in Your wrath, in anger don’t chide me;
2Your arrows pierce me and Your hand is heavy upon me.
3Because of your great wrath, I’m sick; my bones are weak from sin;
4My guilt o’erwhelms me like a weight, too deep to bear within.
5My wounds, they fester loathsomely, because of sinful pride;
6I am bowed down, brought very low; and mourn all day inside.
7My back is filled with searing pain; in me no health is found;
8I’m feeble and crushed utterly; my anguished groans abound.
9My longings lie before you, Lord; and You hear all my sighs;
10With pounding heart, my strength fails me; the light’s gone from my eyes.
11My friends and neighbors stay away, because they see my lot;
12Foes set their traps and seek my life, and all day long they plot.
13I’m like the deaf who cannot hear; like mute, who cannot speak;
14I’m like the one who does not hear, whose mouth no words can speak.
15I wait for you, O Lord my God; and You will answer me;
16For I said, “Do not let them gloat; exalt themselves o’er me.”
17For I am just about to fall; always my pain’s within;
18So I confess iniquity; I’m troubled by my sin.
19Too many are my enemies, who hate me without cause;
20They pay me evil for my good; and slander without pause.
21O Lord, do not forsake me now, and be not far from me;
22O Lord, my Savior, hear me now; come quickly to help me.