1 David lying sick of some grievous disease, acknowledgeth him self to be chastised of the Lord for his sins, and therefore praieth God to turn away his wrath. 5 He uttereth the greatness of his grief by many words and circumstances, as wounded with the arrows of God's ire, forsaken of his friends, evil intreated of his enemies, 22 But in the end with firm confidence he commendeth his cause to God, and hopeth for spedie help at his hand.
¶ A Psalme of David for
aremembrance.
7.For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
9.Lord, I pour my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
12.They also, that seek after my life, lay snares, and they that go about to do me evil, talk wicked things and imagine deceit continually.
14.Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
15.For on thee, ô Lord, do I wait: thou wilt hear me, my Lord, my God.
18.When I declare my pain, and am sorry for my sin,
21.Forsake me not, ô Lord: be not thou far from me, my God.