For I am plagued all day long, And my reproof is every morning.
You renew Your witnesses against me, and increase Your vexation toward me; changes and a host are with me.
Is it good to You that You should crush, that You should despise the work of Your hands, and shine on the counsel of the wrong?
that You should visit him every morning, trying him every moment?
Many are the evils of the righteous, But יהוה delivers him out of them all.
Blessed is the man You discipline, O Yah, And instruct out of Your Torah,
Why is my pain without end and my wound incurable, which refuses to be healed? Are You to me like a failing stream, as waters not steadfast?
“You alone have I known of all the clans of the earth, therefore I punish you for all your crookednesses.”
And you have forgotten the appeal which speaks to you as to sons, “My son, do not despise the discipline of יהוה, nor faint when you are reproved by Him,
in which you exult, even though for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by manifold trials,