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Jehovah’s Witnesses


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Psalms 38:1-22

A melody of David, to bring to remembrance. 38  O Jehovah, do not in your indignation reprove me,+ Nor in your rage correct me.+   For your own arrows have sunk themselves deep into me,+ And upon me your hand is come down.+   There is no sound spot in my flesh because of your denunciation.+ There is no peace in my bones on account of my sin.+   For my own errors have passed over my head;+ Like a heavy load they are too heavy for me.+   My wounds have become stinky, they have festered, Because of my foolishness.+   I have become disconcerted, I have bowed low to an extreme degree;+ All day long I have walked about sad.+   For my very loins have become full of burning, And there is no sound spot in my flesh.+   I have grown numb and become crushed to an extreme degree; I have roared due to the groaning of my heart.+   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.+


One of 134 scribal changes from YHWH to ʼAdho·nai′. See App 1B.
Or, “friends.”
See vs 9 ftn.
Or, “they were adversaries (satans) to me.” Heb., yis·tenu′ni.
See vs 9 ftn.