Psalms.
Chapter 38.
A Psalm. Of David. To keep in memory. O Lord, be not bitter with me in your wrath; let not your hand be on me in the heat of your passion. 
For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand. 
My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin. 
For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength. 
My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour. 
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day. 
For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy. 
I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart. 
Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you. 
My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me. 
My lovers and my friends keep away from my disease; my relations keep far away. 
Those who have a desire to take my life put nets for me; those who are designing my destruction say evil things against me, all the day their minds are full of deceit. 
But I kept my ears shut like a man without hearing; like a man without a voice, never opening his mouth. 
So I was like a man whose ears are shut, and in whose mouth there are no sharp words. 
In you, O Lord, is my hope: you will give me an answer, O Lord, my God. 
I said, Let them not be glad over me; when my foot is moved, let them not be lifted up with pride against me. 
My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me. 
I will make clear my wrongdoing, with sorrow in my heart for my sin. 
But they are strong who have hate for me without cause: those who are against me falsely are increased in numbers. 
They give me back evil for good; they are my haters because I go after the thing which is right. 
Do not give me up, O Lord; O my God, be near to me. 
Come quickly to give me help, O Lord, my salvation. 
