Psalm 38:1-11
Psalm 38
A psalm of David. A prayer.
Lord, don’t correct me when you are angry.
Don’t punish me when you are burning with anger.
You have wounded me with your arrows.
You have struck me with your hand.
Because of your anger, my whole body is sick.
Because of my sin, I’m not healthy.
My guilt has become too much for me.
It is a load too heavy to carry.
My wounds are ugly. They stink.
I’ve been foolish. I have sinned.
I am bent over. I’ve been brought very low.
All day long I go around weeping.
My back is filled with burning pain.
My whole body is sick.
I am weak and feel as if I’ve been broken in pieces.
I groan because of the great pain in my heart.
Lord, everything I really want is clearly known to you.
You always hear me when I sigh.
My heart pounds, and my strength is gone.
My eyes can hardly see.
My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds.
My neighbors stay far away from me.
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