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