8And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.
9Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.
10I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.
11No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
12By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)
13Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
14Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.
