At the very thought of it my flesh is shaking with fear.
I go in fear of all my pains; I am certain that I will not be free from sin in your eyes.
My flesh is moved for fear of you; I give honour to your decisions.
Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.
I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. Selah.
I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
And they will put haircloth round them, and deep fear will be covering them; and shame will be on all faces, and the hair gone from all their heads.
Hearing it, my inner parts were moved, and my lips were shaking at the sound; my bones became feeble, and my steps were uncertain under me: I gave sounds of grief in the day of trouble, when his forces came up against the people in bands.