And now, Lord, what do I hope in?
My expectation is in You.
Deliver me from all my transgressions;
Make me not the reproach of the wicked fool.
I have become mute, I do not open my mouth,
Because it is You who have done it.
Remove Your plague from me;
Because of the opposition of Your hand I am wasting away.
With reproofs You chasten a man for iniquity;
You consume as a moth what is precious to him;
Surely every man is vanity. Selah.
“Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, and give ear to my cry for help;
Do not be silent at my tears;
For I am a sojourner with You,
A foreign resident like all my fathers.
Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again
Before I go and am no more.”