I become afraid of all my suffering, for I know you will not hold me innocent.
My flesh trembles for fear of you, and I am afraid of your judgments.
If you, O Lord, should mark iniquities, Lord, who could stand?
When I think of it I am dismayed, and shuddering seizes my flesh.
For then you would not number my steps; you would not keep watch over my sin;
If I sin, you watch me and do not acquit me of my iniquity.
“Indeed, I know that this is so, but how can a mortal be just before God?
Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; you will seek me, but I shall not be.”
Truly the thing that I fear comes upon me, and what I dread befalls me.
“You shall not make wrongful use of the name of the Lord your God, for the Lord will not acquit anyone who misuses his name.
“If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I refrain, how much of it leaves me?
Look, he finds occasions against me; he counts me as his enemy;