The Book of Psalms, Chapter 38, Verse 2

A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

King James Version

For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.

American Standard Version

For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.

New English Translation

For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.

World English Bible

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

[There is] no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither [is there any] rest in my bones because of my sin.

For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

My wounds stink [and] are corrupt because of my foolishness.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease]: and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.

I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.

Lord, all my desire [is] before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.

They also that seek after my life lay snares [for me]: and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.