For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever with me.
For I am ready to halt, And my sorrow is continually before me.
For I am ready to halt and fall; my pain and sorrow are continually before me.
For I am ready to fall, And my sorrow is continually before me.
because I’m very close to falling, and my pain is always with me.
But I trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.
But at my stumbling they gathered in glee, they gathered together against me; ruffians whom I did not know tore at me without ceasing;
Do not let my treacherous enemies rejoice over me, or those who hate me without cause wink the eye.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all day long I go around mourning.
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.