In wrath do not rebuke me, LORD,

In wrath do not rebuke me, LORD, Or in your anger chasten me. Your arrows deeply pierce my soul; Your hand lies on me heavily.

Because your anger rests on me, My body has no health within; There is no soundness in my bones, Because you judge me for my sin.

My guilt has overwhelmed my soul; Its burden is a crushing weight. My wounds are foul and festering, Because my foolishness is great.

I am bowed down, I am brought low, And I go mourning all the day. My back is filled with searing pain, And my whole body wastes away.

I’m feeble and completely crushed; In anguish of my heart I groan. Lord, my desires before you lie; To you my sighing is well known.

My heart beats wildly, strength has failed, The light has faded from my eye. My friends and neighbours keep away; They see my wounds and then pass by.

My enemies who seek my life With cunning set their snares for me; My foes conspire to do me harm, And all day long plot treachery.

I’m like the deaf, who cannot hear, And like the mute, who cannot cry. I’m like a man who hears no sound, Whose mouth can offer no reply.

I wait for you, O Lord my God; And you, O LORD, will answer me. I prayed to you, “If my foot slips, Let them not gloat exultantly.”

Indeed I am about to fall; My pain is ever deep within. I must confess iniquity, And I am troubled by my sin.

My foes are vigorous and strong; And many hate me wrongfully. My good with evil they repay; When I seek good, they slander me.

O LORD, do not abandon me; Do not be far from me, my God. Come quickly to deliver me Because you are my Saviour, Lord.