The Psalms of Thanksgiving To YAHWEH
10a
YAHWEH, I AM Stricken Dumb
Lo, I am stricken dumb,
for naught comes out of men's mouths
but swearing and lying.
My arm is wrenched from its socket;
my foot is sunken in mire;
mine eyes are dimmed from looking on evil;
mine ears are deafened from hearing of bloodshed;
my heart is numbed with thinking on evil;
for wheresoever men show
the temper of their being,
there is the spirit of baseness.
The structure of my being
is rocked to its very foundation;
my bones are out of joint;
mine inwards heave like a ship
when the searing eastwind soughs;;!
my heart is sore distraught.
In the havoc of their transgression
a whirlwind swallows me up.
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