Psalm For The Sick
O Lord, in Your anger punish me not;
in Your wrath chastise me not.
For Your arrows have sunk deep in me;
Your hand has come down upon me.
There is no health in my flesh because of Your indignation;
there is no wholeness in my bones because of my sin.
For my iniquities have overwhelmed me;
they are like a heavy burden,
beyond my strength.
Noisome and festering are my sores,
because of my folly.
I am stooped and bowed down profoundly;
all the day I go in mourning.
For my loins are filled with burning pains;
there is no health in my flesh.
I am numbed and severely crushed;
I roar with anguish of heart.
O Lord, all my desire is before You;
from You my groaning is not hid.
My heart throbs,
my strength forsakes me;
the very light of my eyes has failed me.
For I am very near to falling;
and my grief is with me always.
Indeed, I acknowledge my guilt;
I grieve over my sins.
Forsake me not, O Lord,
my God be not far from me!
Make haste to help me,
O Lord, my salvation.
Let me know, O Lord,
my end and what is the number of my days,
that I may learn how frail I am.
A short span You have made my days,
and my life is as nought before You;
only a breath is any human existence.
Hear my prayer, O Lord,
to my cry give ear;
to my weeping be not deaf!
For I am but a wayfarer before You,
a pilgrim like all my fathers.
Turn Your gaze from me that I may find respite,
before I depart and be no more.
Psalm 149(The Joy Of God's People)
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