withdraw your hand far from me, and let not dread of you terrify me.
Remove your stroke from me; I am spent by the hostility of your hand.
Behold, no fear of me need terrify you; my pressure will not be heavy upon you.
Let him take his rod away from me, and let not dread of him terrify me.
My flesh trembles for fear of you, and I am afraid of your judgments.
Will not his majesty terrify you, and the dread of him fall upon you?
Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer
Only grant me two things, then I will not hide myself from your face:
But I withheld my hand and acted for the sake of my name, that it should not be profaned in the sight of the nations, in whose sight I had brought them out.