10 Stop scourging me, since I have been crushed by your heavy hand.

11 You rebuke by chastening a man with the consequence of iniquities; you destroy what is attractive to him, as one would treat a moth. Indeed, every person is a puff of wind. Interlude

12 Hear my prayer, LORD, pay attention to my cry, and do not ignore my tears. I am an alien in your presence, a stranger just like my ancestors were.

13 Stop looking at me with chastisement, so I can smile again, before I depart and am no more.

Psalms 39:10-13, Intl. Standard Version. Copyright © 1995-2014 by ISV Foundation.
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