Behold, my terror shall not make you afraid, and my burden shall not be heavy on you.
Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your fear make me afraid.
Surely you have spoken in my ears, and I have heard the sound of your 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 fear make me afraid;
For by day and by night Your hand was heavy on me; my sap is turned into the droughts of summer. Selah.
Your fierce wrath goes over me; Your terrors have cut me off.