| O
Lord,
don’t punish me in your anger!
You have wounded me with your arrows;
you have struck me down.
Because of your anger,
I am in great pain;
my whole body is diseased because of my sins.
I am drowning in the flood of my sins;
they are a burden too heavy to bear.
Because I have been foolish,
my sores stink and rot.
I am bent over,
I am crushed;
I mourn all day long.
I am burning with fever and I am near death.
I am worn out and utterly crushed;
M y heart is troubled,
and I groan with pain…
My heart is pounding,
my strength is gone,
and my eyes have lost their brightness…
I am like the deaf and can not hear,
like the dumb
and can no speak… |