From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them;\par\tab He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back:\par\tab He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
But the wicked shall perish,\par\tab And the enemies of Jehovah shall be as the fat of lambs:\par\tab They shall consume; in smoke shall they consume away.
For my life is spent with sorrow,\par\tab And my years with sighing:\par\tab My strength faileth because of mine iniquity,\par\tab And my bones are wasted away.
Hide not thy face from me;\par\tab Put not thy servant away in anger:\par\tab Thou hast been my help;\par\tab Cast me not off, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.