1O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
2For thine arrows have light upon me, and thine hand lieth upon me.
3There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones, because of my sin.
4For mine iniquities are gone over mine head, and as a weighty burden they are too heavy for me.
5My wounds are putrefied, and corrupt because of my foolishness.
6I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I go mourning all the day.
7For my reins are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
8I am weakened and sore broken: I roar for the very grief of mine heart.
9Lord, I pour my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
10Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, even they are not mine own.
11My lovers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand afar off.
12They also that seek after my life, lay snares, and they that go about to do me evil, talk wicked things and imagine deceit continually.
13But I as a deaf man heard not, and am as a dumb man, which openeth not his mouth.
14Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
15For on thee, O Lord, do I wait: thou wilt hear me, my Lord, my God.
16For I said, Hear me, lest they rejoice over me: for when my foot slippeth, they extol themselves against me.
17Surely I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is ever before me.
18When I declare my pain, and am sorry for my sin,
19Then mine enemies are alive, and are mighty, and they that hate me wrongfully are many.
20They also, that reward evil for good, are mine adversaries, because I follow goodness.
21Forsake me not, O Lord, be not thou far from me, my God.
22Haste thee, to help me, O my Lord, my salvation.