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