詩篇38: 拯救我的主啊，求祢快快幫助我！| Psalm 38: give me help, O Lord

拯救我的主啊，求你快快幫助我！

Come quickly to give me help, O Lord, my salvation.

中文

（大衛的記念詩。）耶和華啊，求你不要在怒中責備我，不要在烈怒中懲罰我！因為，你的箭射入我身；你的手壓住我。因你的惱怒，我的肉無一完全；因我的罪過，我的骨頭也不安寧。我的罪孽高過我的頭，如同重擔叫我擔當不起。因我的愚昧，我的傷發臭流膿。我疼痛，大大拳曲，終日哀痛。我滿腰是火；我的肉無一完全。我被壓傷，身體疲倦；因心裡不安，我就唉哼。主啊，我的心願都在你面前；我的歎息不向你隱瞞。

我心跳動，我力衰微，連我眼中的光也沒有了。我的良朋密友因我的災病都躲在旁邊站著；我的親戚本家也遠遠地站立。那尋索我命的設下網羅；那想要害我的口出惡言，終日思想詭計。但我如聾子不聽，像啞巴不開口。我如不聽見的人，口中沒有回話。耶和華啊，我仰望你！主─我的神啊，你必應允我！我曾說：恐怕他們向我誇耀；我失腳的時候，他們向我誇大。我幾乎跌倒；我的痛苦常在我面前。我要承認我的罪孽；我要因我的罪憂愁。但我的仇敵又活潑又強壯，無理恨我的增多了。以惡報善的與我作對，因我是追求良善。耶和華啊，求你不要撇棄我！我的神啊，求你不要遠離我！拯救我的主啊，求你快快幫助我！

English

<A Psalm. Of David. To keep in memory.> O Lord, be not bitter with me in your wrath; let not your hand be on me in the heat of your passion. For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand. My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin. For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength. My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour. I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day. For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy. I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart. Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you.

My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me. My lovers and my friends keep away from my disease; my relations keep far away. Those who have a desire to take my life put nets for me; those who are designing my destruction say evil things against me, all the day their minds are full of deceit. But I kept my ears shut like a man without hearing; like a man without a voice, never opening his mouth. So I was like a man whose ears are shut, and in whose mouth there are no sharp words. In you, O Lord, is my hope: you will give me an answer, O Lord, my God. I said, Let them not be glad over me; when my foot is moved, let them not be lifted up with pride against me. My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me. I will make clear my wrongdoing, with sorrow in my heart for my sin. But they are strong who have hate for me without cause: those who are against me falsely are increased in numbers. They give me back evil for good; they are my haters because I go after the thing which is right. Do not give me up, O Lord; O my God, be near to me. Come quickly to give me help, O Lord, my salvation.

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A.H. 小語

今日 #主日詩篇 38 讀著讀著，一邊緊張萬分，一邊對大衛的悲痛欲絕，感同身受，久久不能釋懷。令人不禁想起巴勃羅·魯伊斯·畢卡索（Pablo Ruiz Picasso,1881-1973）他在1902年的名畫《蜷坐的女人》（Crouching woman）一樣，陰鬱蜷縮在牆角，向上帝阿爸父禱告吶喊: 拯救我的主啊，求祢快快幫助我！求祢快快幫助我！