Your arrows pierce me I feel pressed down My flesh has angered You And no good is found. Over my head have gone my iniquities Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me. ~ To You I lift my soul In days of trouble, You I call Unto You I lift my soul Evermore, never fall. ~ I've been a fool My wounds are foul My troubles haunt me As I bow down. My heart pants and my strength, it fails me And the light in my eyes Lord, it has left me. ~ I'm consumed by the blow of Your hand With rebuke, You correct this evil man Make me know the end of my ways And the measure of my days. †