For my life is ending with grief, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones have wasted away.
For my sighing comes before my food; and my groanings are poured out like the waters.
Until when shall I set counsels in my soul, having sorrow in my heart day by day? Until when shall my enemy be lifted up over me?
Hear, O Jehovah, my voice when I call, and favor me, and answer me.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your anger; no peace in my bones because of my sin.
You correct a man with rebukes over iniquity; and as a moth You melt away what he desires. Surely every man is vanity. Selah.
Turn away from me, all workers of iniquity, for Jehovah has heard the voice of my weeping.
Do not cast me off now at the time of my old age. Do not forsake me when my strength fails.
and He ended their days in vanity, and their years in sudden terror.
I am an afflicted one and dying from youth; I suffer Your terrors; I am distracted.
that my sadness is great, and a neverceasing grief is in my heart,