[A Psalme of Dauid,
to bring to remembrance.]
1
O Lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2
For thine arrowes sticke fast in me;
and thy hand presseth me sore.
3
There is no soundnesse in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there any rest in my bones, because of my sinne.
4
For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head: as an heauy burden, they are too heauie for me.
5
My wounds stinke, and are corrupt: because of my foolishnesse.
6
I am troubled, I am bowed downe greatly;
I goe mourning all the day long.
7
For my loynes are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundnesse in my flesh.
8
I am feeble and sore broken;
I haue roared by reason of the disquietnesse of my heart.
9
Lord, all my desire is before thee: and my groning is not hid from thee.
10
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eies, it also is gone from me.
11
My louers and my friends stand a loofe from my sore: and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
12
They also that seeke after my life, lay snares for me: and they that seeke my hurt, speake mischieuous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
13
But I, as a deafe man, heard not;
and I was as a dumbe man that openeth not his mouth.
14
Thus I was as a man that heareth not;
and in whose mouth are no reproofes.
15
For in thee, O Lord, doe I hope: thou wilt heare, O Lord my God.
16
For I said, heare me, least otherwise they should reioyce ouer me: when my foot slippeth, they magnifie themselues against me.
17
For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
18
For I will declare mine iniquitie;
I will be sory for my sinne.
19
But mine enemies are liuely, and they are strong: and they that hate mee wrongfully, are multiplied.
20
They also that render euill for good, are mine aduersaries: because I follow the thing that good is.
21
Forsake me not, O Lord: O my God, be not farre from me.
22
Make haste to helpe mee, O Lord my saluation.