Psalm 38:2

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

For in me fast thine arrows stick, thine hand doth press me sore:

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For upon me both day and night thine hand did heavy lie, So that my moisture turned is in summer's drought thereby.

God shall an arrow shoot at them, and wound them suddenly:

Thou therefore shalt make them turn back, when thou thy shafts shalt place Upon thy strings, made ready all to fly against their face.

Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be.