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A melody of David, to bring to remembrance. 38 O Jehovah, do not in your indignation reprove me,+ Nor in your rage correct me.+ 2 For your own arrows have sunk themselves deep into me,+ And upon me your hand is come down.+ 3 There is no sound spot in my flesh because of your denunciation.+ There is no peace in my bones on account of my sin.+ 4 For my own errors have passed over my head;+ Like a heavy load they are too heavy for me.+ 5 My wounds have become stinky, they have festered, Because of my foolishness.+ 6 I have become disconcerted, I have bowed low to an extreme degree;+ All day long I have walked about sad.+ 7 For my very loins have become full of burning, And there is no sound spot in my flesh.+ 8 I have grown numb and become crushed to an extreme degree; I have roared due to the groaning of my heart.+ 9 O Jehovah,* in front of you is all my desire, And from you my sighing itself has not been concealed.+ 10 My own heart has palpitated heavily, my power has left me, And the light of my own eyes also is not with me.+ 11 As for my lovers* and my companions, they keep standing away from my plague,+ And my close acquaintances themselves have stood off at a distance.+ 12 But those seeking my soul lay out traps,+ And those working for a calamity to me have spoken of adversities,+ And deceptions they keep muttering all day long.+ 13 As for me, like someone deaf, I would not listen;+ And like someone speechless, I would not open my mouth.+ 14 And I came to be like a man that was not hearing, And in my mouth there were no counterarguments. 15 For on you, O Jehovah, I waited;+ You yourself proceeded to answer, O Jehovah* my God.+ 16 For I said: “Otherwise they would rejoice at me;+ When my foot moved unsteadily,+ they would certainly assume great airs against me.”+ 17 For I was ready to limp,+ And my pain was in front of me constantly.+ 18 For I proceeded to tell about my own error;+ I began to be anxious over my sin.+ 19 And my enemies who are alive became mighty,+ And those hating me for no reason became many.+ 20 And they were rewarding me with bad for good;+ They kept resisting me* in return for my pursuing what is good.+ 21 Do not leave me, O Jehovah. O my God, do not keep far away from me.+ 22 Do make haste to my assistance,+ O Jehovah* my salvation.+