A Psalm of David, for the memorial offering.
1 O Lord, rebuke me not in your anger,
nor discipline me in your wrath!
and your hand has come down on me.
because of your indignation;
there is no health in my bones
because of my sin.
like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.
because of my foolishness,
all the day I go about mourning.
and there is no soundness in my flesh.
I groan because of the tumult of my heart.
my sighing is not hidden from you.
and the light of my eyes — it also has gone from me.
and my nearest kin stand far off.
those who seek my hurt speak of ruin
and meditate treachery all day long.
like a mute man who does not open his mouth.
and in whose mouth are no rebukes.
it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer.
who boast against me when my foot slips!”
and my pain is ever before me.
I am sorry for my sin.
and many are those who hate me wrongfully.
accuse me because I follow after good.
O my God, be not far from me!
O Lord, my salvation!