New Revised Standard NRS
The Message Bible MSG
1 O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger, or discipline me in your wrath.
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Take a deep breath, God; calm down - don't be so hasty with your punishing rod.
2 For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has come down on me.
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Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood; my backside smarts from your caning.
3 There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin.
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I've lost twenty pounds in two months because of your accusation. My bones are brittle as dry sticks because of my sin.
4 For my iniquities have gone over my head; they weigh like a burden too heavy for me.
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I'm swamped by my bad behavior, collapsed under gunnysacks of guilt.
5 My wounds grow foul and fester because of my foolishness;
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The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots because I've lived so badly.
6 I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all day long I go around mourning.
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And now I'm flat on my face feeling sorry for myself morning to night.
7 For my loins are filled with burning, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
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All my insides are on fire, my body is a wreck.
8 I am utterly spent and crushed; I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
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I'm on my last legs; I've had it - my life is a vomit of groans.
9 O Lord, all my longing is known to you; my sighing is not hidden from you.
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Lord, my longings are sitting in plain sight, my groans an old story to you.
10 My heart throbs, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.
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My heart's about to break; I'm a burned-out case. Cataracts blind me to God and good;
11 My friends and companions stand aloof from my affliction, and my neighbors stand far off.
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old friends avoid me like the plague. My cousins never visit, my neighbors stab me in the back.
12 Those who seek my life lay their snares; those who seek to hurt me speak of ruin, and meditate treachery all day long.
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My competitors blacken my name, devoutly they pray for my ruin.
13 But I am like the deaf, I do not hear; like the mute, who cannot speak.
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But I'm deaf and mute to it all, ears shut, mouth shut.
14 Truly, I am like one who does not hear, and in whose mouth is no retort.
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I don't hear a word they say, don't speak a word in response.
15 But it is for you, O Lord, that I wait; it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer.
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What I do, God, is wait for you, wait for my Lord, my God - you will answer!
16 For I pray, "Only do not let them rejoice over me, those who boast against me when my foot slips."
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I wait and pray so they won't laugh me off, won't smugly strut off when I stumble.
17 For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever with me.
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I'm on the edge of losing it - the pain in my gut keeps burning.
18 I confess my iniquity; I am sorry for my sin.
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I'm ready to tell my story of failure, I'm no longer smug in my sin.
19 Those who are my foes without cause are mighty, and many are those who hate me wrongfully.
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My enemies are alive and in action, a lynch mob after my neck.
20 Those who render me evil for good are my adversaries because I follow after good.
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I give out good and get back evil from God-haters who can't stand a God-lover.
21 Do not forsake me, O Lord; O my God, do not be far from me;
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Don't dump me, God; my God, don't stand me up.
22 make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.
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Hurry and help me; I want some wide-open space in my life!
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