Psalms 38:2
O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
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For thy arowes stick fast in me, and thy honde presseth me sore.
For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
For thyne arrowes sticke fast in me: and thy hande presseth me sore.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
For your arrows have pierced me, Your hand presses hard on me.
For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.
For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.
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3For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has come down upon me.
4There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
1A psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.
11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
12He has bent His bow and made me the target for His arrows.
13He has pierced my inward parts with the arrows from His quiver.
10I am mute; I will not open my mouth because You have done this.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
12I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target.
13His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
6My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.
7I am bent over and deeply bowed down; all day long I go about mourning.
8For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no health in my body.
9I am feeble and crushed; I groan because of the anguish of my heart.
5In your majesty ride forth victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness; let your right hand perform awesome deeds.
17At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.
18With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me like the collar of my tunic.
4For day and night your hand was heavy on me; my strength was drained as in the heat of summer. Selah.
16I have been afflicted and close to death since my youth; I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
7You have placed me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
17For I said, "Lest they rejoice over me; when my foot slips, they magnify themselves against me."
4Sharp arrows of a warrior, along with burning coals of the broom tree.
13From on high he sent fire; it burns in my bones. He spread a net for my feet and turned me back. He made me desolate, faint all the day long.
14My transgressions were bound into a yoke; by his hands they were fastened together. They were laid on my neck; he has made my strength fail. The Lord has given me into the hands of those I cannot withstand.
20See, LORD, how distressed I am! I am in anguish within, my heart is overturned because I have been very rebellious. Outside, the sword bereaves; inside, there is only death.
21You have turned cruel to me; with Your strong hand, You oppose me.
14They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16My strength is dried up like a broken piece of pottery, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
3Surely against me He turns His hand again and again, all day long.
4He has worn away my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.
1For the director, with stringed instruments, on the eighth. A psalm of David.
2LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, nor discipline me in Your wrath.
5My heart is afflicted and withered like grass, for I forget to eat my food.
10For I eat ashes as my food and mix my drink with tears.
5You hem me in behind and before, and You lay Your hand upon me.
21When my heart was embittered and my spirit was pierced within me,
4From the voice of the enemy, and from the oppression of the wicked—for they bring down trouble on me and in their anger they hate me.
12LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; may Your love and truth always protect me.
13You pushed me hard so that I was falling, but the Lord helped me.
8You have bound me up as a witness; my gauntness rises up and testifies against me.
10Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am in distress. My eyes grow weak with sorrow, as do my soul and my body.
34He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; He causes me to stand on the heights.
35He trains my hands for battle, so my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
39I crush them, and they cannot rise; they fall beneath my feet.
2For You are the God of my refuge; why have You rejected me? Why must I go about mourning under the oppression of my enemy?
10I say to God, my rock: 'Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?'
22Why do you pursue me as God does and are not satisfied with my flesh?
4For you are my rock and my fortress. For the sake of your name, guide me and lead me.
26For You write bitter things against me and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.