A psalm of David. A petition.

     1             Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger

         or discipline me in your wrath.

     2             Your arrows have pierced me,

         and your hand has come down on me.

     3             Because of your wrath there is no health in my body;

         there is no soundness in my bones because of my sin.

     4             My guilt has overwhelmed me

         like a burden too heavy to bear.

     5             My wounds fester and are loathsome

         because of my sinful folly.

     6             I am bowed down and brought very low;

         all day long I go about mourning.

     7             My back is filled with searing pain;

         there is no health in my body.

     8             I am feeble and utterly crushed;

         I groan in anguish of heart.

     9             All my longings lie open before you, Lord;

         my sighing is not hidden from you.

     10            My heart pounds, my strength fails me;

         even the light has gone from my eyes.

     11            My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds;

         my neighbors stay far away.

     12            Those who want to kill me set their traps,

         those who would harm me talk of my ruin;

         all day long they scheme and lie.

     13            I am like the deaf, who cannot hear,

         like the mute, who cannot speak;

     14            I have become like one who does not hear,

         whose mouth can offer no reply.

     15            Lord, I wait for you;

         you will answer, Lord my God.

     16            For I said, “Do not let them gloat

         or exalt themselves over me when my feet slip.”

     17            For I am about to fall,

         and my pain is ever with me.

     18            I confess my iniquity;

         I am troubled by my sin.

     19            Many have become my enemies without cause;

         those who hate me without reason are numerous.

     20            Those who repay my good with evil

         lodge accusations against me,

         though I seek only to do what is good.

     21            Lord, do not forsake me;

         do not be far from me, my God.

     22            Come quickly to help me,

                                    my Lord and my Savior.