For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever with me.
For I am ready to halt, And my sorrow is continually before me.
For I am ready to halt and fall; my pain and sorrow are continually before me.
For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
because I’m very close to falling, and my pain is always with me.
But I have trusted in thy steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.
But at my stumbling they gathered in glee, they gathered together against me; cripples whom I knew not slandered me without ceasing;
Let not those rejoice over me who are wrongfully my foes, and let not those wink the eye who hate me without cause.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all the day I go about mourning.
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.