Withdraw thine hand far from me; And let not thy terror make me afraid.
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, Neither shall my pressure be heavy upon thee
Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
My flesh trembleth for fear of thee; And I am afraid of thy judgements. ע AIN
Shall not his excellency make you afraid, And his dread fall upon you?
Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Only do not two things unto me, Then will I not hide myself from thy face:
Nevertheless I withdrew mine hand, and wrought for my name's sake, that it should not he profaned in the sight of the nations, in whose sight I brought them forth.