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Plea for gentler correction
Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your wrath, Neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.
For your arrows have pierced me, Your hand presses hard on me.
There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.
For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.