Psalms 38

O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

GenevaA Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lord, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.

מִזְמ֖וֹר לְ/דָוִ֣ד לְ/הַזְכִּֽיר

For thine arrowes sticke fast in me; and thy hand presseth me sore.

GenevaFor thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.

יְֽהוָ֗ה אַל בְּ/קֶצְפְּ/ךָ֥ תוֹכִיחֵ֑/נִי וּֽ/בַ/חֲמָתְ/ךָ֥ תְיַסְּרֵֽ/נִי

There is no soundnesse in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there any rest in my bones, because of my sinne.

GenevaThere is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.

כִּֽי חִ֭צֶּי/ךָ נִ֣חֲתוּ בִ֑/י וַ/תִּנְחַ֖ת עָלַ֣/י יָדֶֽ/ךָ

For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head: as an heauy burden, they are too heauie for me.

GenevaFor mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.

אֵין מְתֹ֣ם בִּ֭/בְשָׂרִ/י מִ/פְּנֵ֣י זַעְמֶ֑/ךָ אֵין שָׁל֥וֹם בַּ֝/עֲצָמַ֗/י מִ/פְּנֵ֥י חַטָּאתִֽ/י

My wounds stinke, and are corrupt: because of my foolishnesse.

GenevaMy woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.

כִּ֣י עֲ֭וֺנֹתַ/י עָבְר֣וּ רֹאשִׁ֑/י כְּ/מַשָּׂ֥א כָ֝בֵ֗ד יִכְבְּד֥וּ מִמֶּֽ/נִּי

I am troubled, I am bowed downe greatly; I goe mourning all the day long.

GenevaI am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.

הִבְאִ֣ישׁוּ נָ֭מַקּוּ חַבּוּרֹתָ֑/י מִ֝/פְּנֵ֗י אִוַּלְתִּֽ/י

For my loynes are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundnesse in my flesh.

GenevaFor my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.

נַעֲוֵ֣יתִי שַׁחֹ֣תִי עַד מְאֹ֑ד כָּל הַ֝/יּ֗וֹם קֹדֵ֥ר הִלָּֽכְתִּי

I am feeble and sore broken; I haue roared by reason of the disquietnesse of my heart.

GenevaI am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.

כִּֽי כְ֭סָלַ/י מָלְא֣וּ נִקְלֶ֑ה וְ/אֵ֥ין מְ֝תֹ֗ם בִּ/בְשָׂרִֽ/י

Lord, all my desire is before thee: and my groning is not hid from thee.

GenevaLord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.

נְפוּג֣וֹתִי וְ/נִדְכֵּ֣יתִי עַד מְאֹ֑ד שָׁ֝אַ֗גְתִּי מִֽ/נַּהֲמַ֥ת לִבִּֽ/י

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

GenevaMine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.

אֲֽדֹנָ/י נֶגְדְּ/ךָ֥ כָל תַּאֲוָתִ֑/י וְ֝/אַנְחָתִ֗/י מִמְּ/ךָ֥ לֹא נִסְתָּֽרָה

My louers and my friends stand a loofe from my sore: and my kinsmen stand a farre off.

GenevaMy louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.

לִבִּ֣/י סְ֭חַרְחַר עֲזָבַ֣/נִי כֹחִ֑/י וְֽ/אוֹר עֵינַ֥/י גַּם הֵ֝֗ם אֵ֣ין אִתִּֽ/י

They also that seeke after my life, lay snares for me: and they that seeke my hurt, speake mischieuous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.

GenevaThey also, that seeke after my life, laye snares, and they that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things and imagine deceite continually.

אֹֽהֲבַ֨/י וְ/רֵעַ֗/י מִ/נֶּ֣גֶד נִגְעִ֣/י יַעֲמֹ֑דוּ וּ֝/קְרוֹבַ֗/י מֵ/רָחֹ֥ק עָמָֽדוּ

But I, as a deafe man, heard not; and I was as a dumbe man that openeth not his mouth.

GenevaBut I as a deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man, which openeth not his mouth.

וַ/יְנַקְשׁ֤וּ מְבַקְשֵׁ֬י נַפְשִׁ֗/י וְ/דֹרְשֵׁ֣י רָ֭עָתִ/י דִּבְּר֣וּ הַוּ֑וֹת וּ֝/מִרְמ֗וֹת כָּל הַ/יּ֥וֹם יֶהְגּֽוּ

Thus I was as a man that heareth not; and in whose mouth are no reproofes.

GenevaThus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofes.

וַ/אֲנִ֣י כְ֭/חֵרֵשׁ לֹ֣א אֶשְׁמָ֑ע וּ֝/כְ/אִלֵּ֗ם לֹ֣א יִפְתַּח פִּֽי/ו

For in thee, O LORD, doe I hope: thou wilt heare, O Lord my God.

GenevaFor on thee, O Lord, do I waite: thou wilt heare me, my Lord, my God.

וָ/אֱהִ֗י כְּ֭/אִישׁ אֲשֶׁ֣ר לֹא שֹׁמֵ֑עַ וְ/אֵ֥ין בְּ֝/פִ֗י/ו תּוֹכָחֽוֹת

For I said, heare me, least otherwise they should reioyce ouer me: when my foot slippeth, they magnifie themselues against me.

GenevaFor I said, Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against me.

כִּֽי לְ/ךָ֣ יְהוָ֣ה הוֹחָ֑לְתִּי אַתָּ֥ה תַ֝עֲנֶ֗ה אֲדֹנָ֥/י אֱלֹהָֽ/י

For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.

GenevaSurely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.

כִּֽי אָ֭מַרְתִּי פֶּן יִשְׂמְחוּ לִ֑/י בְּ/מ֥וֹט רַ֝גְלִ֗/י עָלַ֥/י הִגְדִּֽילוּ

For I will declare mine iniquitie; I will be sory for my sinne.

GenevaWhen I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,

כִּֽי אֲ֭נִי לְ/צֶ֣לַע נָכ֑וֹן וּ/מַכְאוֹבִ֖/י נֶגְדִּ֣/י תָמִֽיד

But mine enemies are liuely, and they are strong: and they that hate mee wrongfully, are multiplied.

GenevaThen mine enemies are aliue and are mightie, and they that hate me wrongfully are many.

כִּֽי עֲוֺנִ֥/י אַגִּ֑יד אֶ֝דְאַ֗ג מֵֽ/חַטָּאתִֽ/י

They also that render euill for good, are mine aduersaries: because I follow the thing that good is.

GenevaThey also, that rewarde euill for good, are mine aduersaries, because I follow goodnesse.

וְֽ֭/אֹיְבַ/י חַיִּ֣ים עָצֵ֑מוּ וְ/רַבּ֖וּ שֹׂנְאַ֣/י שָֽׁקֶר

Forsake me not, O LORD: O my God, be not farre from me.

GenevaForsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.

וּ/מְשַׁלְּמֵ֣י רָ֭עָה תַּ֣חַת טוֹבָ֑ה יִ֝שְׂטְנ֗וּ/נִי תַּ֣חַת רדופ/י טֽוֹב

Make haste to helpe mee, O Lord my saluation.

GenevaHaste thee to helpe mee, O my Lord, my saluation.

אַל תַּֽעַזְבֵ֥/נִי יְהוָ֑ה אֱ֝לֹהַ֗/י אַל תִּרְחַ֥ק מִמֶּֽ/נִּי