Psalm 38

A Penitent Sufferer’s Plea for Healing

A Psalm of David, for the memorial offering.

1Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger

or discipline me in your wrath.*

2For your arrows have sunk into me,

and your hand has come down on me.*

3There is no soundness in my flesh

because of your indignation;

there is no health in my bones

because of my sin.*

4For my iniquities have gone over my head;

they weigh like a burden too heavy for me.*

5My wounds grow foul and fester

because of my foolishness;*

6I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;

all day long I go around mourning.*

7For my loins are filled with burning,

and there is no soundness in my flesh.*

8I am utterly spent and crushed;

I groan because of the tumult of my heart.*

9O Lord, all my longing is known to you;

my sighing is not hidden from you.*

10My heart throbs; my strength fails me;

as for the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.

11My friends and companions stand aloof from my affliction,

and my neighbors stand far off.*

12Those who seek my life lay their snares;

those who seek to hurt me speak of ruin

and meditate on treachery all day long.*

13But I am like the deaf; I do not hear;

like the mute, who cannot speak.*

14Truly, I am like one who does not hear

and in whose mouth is no retort.

15But it is for you, O Lord, that I wait;

it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer.*

16For I pray, “Only do not let them rejoice over me,

those who boast against me when my foot slips.”*

17For I am ready to fall,

and my pain is ever with me.*

18I confess my iniquity;

I am sorry for my sin.*

19Those who are my foes without causev are mighty,

and many are those who hate me wrongfully.*

20Those who render me evil for good

are my adversaries because I follow after good.*

21Do not forsake me, O Lord;

O my God, do not be far from me;*

22make haste to help me,

O Lord, my salvation.*