TSK · Psalms 39:8

For the sake of your reputation, O LORD, forgive my sin, because it is great.

They are ready to devour me; they say,“Aha! Aha! We’ve got you!”

Cleanse me with hyssop and I will be pure; wash me and I will be whiter than snow.

May he send help from heaven and deliver me from my enemies who hurl insults!(Selah) May God send his loyal love and faithfulness!

We have become an object of disdain to our neighbors; those who live on our borders taunt and insult us.

I yearn for the Lord, more than watchmen do for the morning, yes, more than watchmen do for the morning.

Let the priests, those who serve the LORD, weep from the vestibule all the way back to the altar. Let them say,“Have pity, O LORD, on your people; please do not turn over your inheritance to be mocked, to become a proverb among the nations. Why should it be said among the peoples,“Where is their God?”

Who will once again have mercy on us? Who will conquer our evil deeds? Who will hurl all our sins into the depths of the sea?

You who boast in the law dishonor God by transgressing the law!