Do not hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly.
you have no idea what your life will be like tomorrow. You are a puff of smoke that appears briefly and then disappears.
From on high he hurled fire down into my very bones; He spread out a net for my feet, and turned me back. He has left me desolate, in misery all day long.
The wicked perish, enemies of the Lord; They shall be consumed like fattened lambs; like smoke they disappear.
My blackened skin falls away from me; my very frame is scorched by the heat.
Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am in distress; affliction is wearing down my eyes, my throat and my insides.
He has worn away my flesh and my skin, he has broken my bones;
I am like a wineskin shriveled by smoke, but I have not forgotten your statutes.
Your arrows have sunk deep in me; your hand has come down upon me.
Do not hide your face from me; do not repel your servant in anger. You are my salvation; do not cast me off; do not forsake me, God my savior!
incline your ear to me; make haste to rescue me! Be my rock of refuge, a stronghold to save me.