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Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger
Or discipline me in Your wrath
Your arrows have pierced me
And Your hand has come down on me from above

Because of Your wrath there is no health in my body
There is no soundness in my bones because of my sin
My guilt has overwhelmed me
Like a burden too heavy to bear

My wounds fester and are loathsome
Because of my sinful folly
I am bowed down and brought very low
All day long I go about mourning

My back is filled with searing pain
There is no health in my body
I am feeble and utterly crushed
I groan in anguish of heart, my God, the Holy

All my longings lie open before You, Lord
My sighing is not hidden from You
My heart pounds, my strength fails me
Even the light has gone from my eyes but I still cry to You

My friends and companions avoid me because of my wounds
My neighbors stay far away
Those who want to kill me set their traps
And they will not for this pay

Those who would harm me talk of my ruin
All day long they scheme and lie
I am like the deaf, who cannot hear
Like the mute, who cannot speak even not able to ask Why?

I have become like one who does not hear
Whose mouth can offer no reply
Lord, I wait for You
You will answer, Lord my God, to my cry

For I said, “Do not let them gloat
Or exalt themselves over me when my feet slip”
For I am about to fall
And my pain is ever with me

I confess my iniquity
I am troubled by my sin, I became useless
Many have become my enemies without cause
Those who hate me without reason are numerous

Those who repay my good with evil
Lodge accusations against me
Though I seek only to do what is good
Lord, do not forsake me

I beg to do not forsake me
Do not be far from me, my God
Come quickly to help me
My Savior and my Lord