1 In wrath do not rebuke me, LORD,
Or in your anger chasten me.
2 Your arrows deeply pierce my soul;
Your hand lies on me heavily.3 Because your anger rests on me,
My body has no health within;
There is no soundness in my bones,
Because you judge me for my sin.
4 My guilt has overwhelmed my soul;
Its burden is a crushing weight.
5 My wounds are foul and festering,
Because my foolishness is great.
6 I am bowed down, I am brought low,
And I go mourning all the day.
7 My back is filled with searing pain,
And my whole body wastes away.
8 I’m feeble and completely crushed;
In anguish of my heart I groan.
9 Lord, my desires before you lie;
To you my sighing is well known.
10 My heart beats wildly, strength has failed,
The light has faded from my eye.
11 My friends and neighbours keep away;
They see my wounds and then pass by.
12 My enemies who seek my life
With cunning set their snares for me;
My foes conspire to do me harm,
And all day long plot treachery.
13 I’m like the deaf, who cannot hear,
And like the mute, who cannot cry.
14 I’m like a man who hears no sound,
Whose mouth can offer no reply.
15 I wait for you, O Lord my God;
And you, O LORD, will answer me.
16 I prayed to you, “If my foot slips,
Let them not gloat exultantly.”
17 Indeed I am about to fall;
My pain is ever deep within.
18 I must confess iniquity,
And I am troubled by my sin.
19 My foes are vigorous and strong;
And many hate me wrongfully.
20 My good with evil they repay;
When I seek good, they slander me.
21 O LORD, do not abandon me;
Do not be far from me, my God.
22 Come quickly to deliver me
Because you are my Saviour, Lord.
Author: David Wiggs
I am the webmaster for Purley United Reformed Church and have been involved with the church since my late teens. I work in Croydon and live in Caterham.