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MOF PSA Chapter 38

PSA 38 ©

A song of David. To be used when incense is offered.

38Punish me not in wrath, O thou Eternal,

do not chastise me in a rage!

2Thine arrows have sunk deep in me,

thy hand is pressing hard on me.

3There is no soundness in my body,

thanks to thine indignation;

there is no health in my limbs,

thanks to my sins.

4My iniquities are overwhelming me,

crushing me like a heavy load.

5My wounds are floul and festering,

thanks to my sinful folly.

6I stagger about, bent to the ground,

all day long I go a-mourning,

7for my thighs are full of fever,

there is no soundness in my body;

8I am benumbed and badly bruised,

my moans are louder than a lion’s cry.


9Lord, all my longing is well known to thee,

thou art no stranger to my sighs;

10my heart is throbbing, pith has gone from me,

the light has left mine eyes.

11My friends and my companions hold aloof,

my kindsmen keep away.

12Those who seek my life are setting snares,

aiming to injure me;

they talk of ruining me,

and all the day discuss intrigues.

13But, like a deaf man, I never listen,

like a dumb man, I never say a word.

14[[I am like one who never hears,

who has no argument in answer.]]

15For thee, O thou Eternal, I am waiting;

thou, thou wilt answer them, O Lord my God.


18For I confess my guilt,

I sorrow for my sin.

16“Only,” I say, “let not my foes exult over me,

who are so insolent when I slip.”

17For I am on the verge of a collapse;

my plight is always present to my mind.

19Many are they who hate me wantonly,

many are they who hate my wrongfully;

20they are returning evil for good,

they are my foes because I aim at good.

21Forsake me not, O thou Eternal,

be not far from me, O my God;

22make haste to help me,

to rescue me, O Lord.

PSA 38 ©

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