Psalm
A melody of David, to bring to remembrance.
3 There is no sound spot in my flesh because of your denunciation.+
There is no peace in my bones on account of my sin.+
6 I have become disconcerted, I have bowed low to an extreme degree;+
All day long I have walked about sad.+
8 I have grown numb and become crushed to an extreme degree;
I have roared due to the groaning of my heart.+
9 O Jehovah,* in front of you is all my desire,
And from you my sighing itself has not been concealed.+
10 My own heart has palpitated heavily, my power has left me,
And the light of my own eyes also is not with me.+
11 As for my lovers* and my companions, they keep standing away from my plague,+
And my close acquaintances themselves have stood off at a distance.+
12 But those seeking my soul lay out traps,+
And those working for a calamity to me have spoken of adversities,+
And deceptions they keep muttering all day long.+
13 As for me, like someone deaf, I would not listen;+
And like someone speechless, I would not open my mouth.+
14 And I came to be like a man that was not hearing,
And in my mouth there were no counterarguments.
16 For I said: “Otherwise they would rejoice at me;+
When my foot moved unsteadily,+ they would certainly assume great airs against me.”+