Behold, my terror shall not frighten you; and my burden shall not be heavy on you.
Remove Your palm from me, and let not Your terror make me afraid.
Surely you have spoken in my ears, and I have heard the sound of words.
For He is not a man, as I am, that I should answer Him; that we should come together in judgment;
Let Him take His rod away from me, and let not His dread make me afraid;
For by day and by night Your hand was heavy on me; my sap was turned into the droughts of summer. Selah.
Your fierce wrath passes over me; Your terrors have cut me off.