O God, thou knewest for my folly, and my faults were not hid from thee.
I was languid and crushed even greatly: I roared from the groaning of my heart
For mine eyes are upon all their ways, and they were not hid from my face, and their iniquity was not concealed from before mine eyes.
For mine iniquities passed over my head: as a heavy lifting up they will be loaded above me.
Who will understand errors? acquit me from hidden things.
Thou didst try my heart; thou didst review the night; thou didst refine me, thou wilt find nothing: I purposed, my mouth shall not pass by.
Mine enemies shall not rejoice over me for falsehood: they hating me gratuitously shall pinch the eye.