Prayer in Time of Discipline.
A Psalm of David; to bring to remembrance.
O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your wrath,
Nor discipline me in Your burning anger.
For Your arrows have sunk into me and penetrate deeply,
And Your hand has pressed down on me and greatly disciplined me.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your indignation;
There is no health in my bones because of my sin.
For my iniquities have gone over my head [like the waves of a flood];
As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.
My wounds are loathsome and foul
Because of my foolishness.
I am bent over and greatly bowed down;
I go about mourning all day long.
For my sides are filled with burning,
And there is no health in my flesh.
I am numb and greatly bruised [deadly cold and completely worn out];
I groan because of the disquiet and moaning of my heart.
Lord, all my desire is before You;
And my sighing is not hidden from You.
My heart throbs violently, my strength fails me;
And as for the light of my eyes, even that has also gone from me.
My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague;
And my neighbors stand far away.