Psalms Chapter 38
Ayo God, don’t come at me with those wrath vibes; ease up on the heat, fr.
[A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance.] O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
Your arrows got me stuck, and your hand's pressing down hard, no cap.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
My body’s feeling sus from your anger; can’t catch a break with my sins, periodt.
{There is} no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither {is there any} rest in my bones because of my sin. {rest: Heb. peace, or, health}
My wrongs are weighing me down like a heavy backpack; this load is too much to handle.
For mine iniquities are gone over mine head: as an heavy burden they are too heavy for me.
My wounds are straight-up nasty and jacked up 'cause I did some dumb stuff.
My wounds stink {and} are corrupt because of my foolishness.
I’m stressed and feeling low-key wrecked; been mourning all day, no cap.
I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long. {troubled: Heb. wried}
My insides are all kinds of jacked; no solid vibes in my flesh right now.
For my loins are filled with a loathsome {disease}: and {there is} no soundness in my flesh.
I’m weak and broken, just roaring inside 'cause my heart's in total chaos.
I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
God, you peep all my desires; my groans are laid bare before you, fr.
Lord, all my desire {is} before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
My heart's racing, my strength is slipping away; the light in my eyes is totally gone.
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. {is gone...: Heb. is not with me}
My crew and friends are keeping their distance from my pain; even my fam is far off.
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off. {sore: Heb. stroke} {my kinsmen: or, my neighbours}
Those plotting against me are setting traps; they’re spreading lies and scheming nonstop.
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.
But I, like, didn’t catch anything; I was like a mute person, no words coming through.
But I, as a deaf {man}, heard not; and {I was} as a dumb man {that} openeth not his mouth.
I was like a dude who just can’t hear, and my mouth had zero comebacks, fr.
Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth {are} no reproofs.
I’m banking on you, God; I know you’ll hear me, for real.
For in thee, O LORD, do I hope: thou wilt hear, O Lord my God. {in...: or, thee do I wait for} {hear: or, answer}
I said, "Listen to me, or they’ll be hyped when I trip; they’re just waiting to flex on me."
For I said, {Hear me}, lest {otherwise} they should rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they magnify {themselves} against me.
I’m ready to throw in the towel, and my sadness is always there, no cap.
For I {am} ready to halt, and my sorrow {is} continually before me. {to halt: Heb. for halting}
I’m owning up to my mistakes; I’m genuinely sorry for my sin.
For I will declare mine iniquity; I will be sorry for my sin.
But my enemies are alive and thriving; those who hate me for no reason are leveling up.
But mine enemies {are} lively, {and} they are strong: and they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied. {are lively...: Heb. being living, are strong}
Those who repay good with bad are my foes; I’m just tryna do what’s right.
They also that render evil for good are mine adversaries; because I follow {the thing that} good {is}.
Don’t leave me hanging, God; don’t be distant from me, please.
Forsake me not, O LORD: O my God, be not far from me.
Hurry up and help me, God; you’re my only salvation, fr.
Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation. {to...: Heb. for my help}