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Psalm 38:1-2

A David Psalm

1-2Take a deep breath, God; calm down— don't be so hasty with your punishing rod.

Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood;

my backside smarts from your caning.

3-4I've lost twenty pounds in two months

because of your accusation.

My bones are brittle as dry sticks

because of my sin.

I'm swamped by my bad behavior,

collapsed under gunnysacks of guilt.