Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
Therefore they shall be like the morning mist or like the dew that goes early away, like the chaff that swirls from the threshing floor or like smoke from a window.
I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.
For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
What shall I do with you, O Ephraim? What shall I do with you, O Judah? Your love is like a morning cloud, like the dew that goes early away.
Afflicted and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am helpless.
My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death have fallen upon me. Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me.
For I was in terror of calamity from God, and I could not have faced his majesty.
And were my head lifted up, you would hunt me like a lion and again work wonders against me.
If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and be of good cheer,’ I become afraid of all my suffering, for I know you will not hold me innocent.
then you scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
As the cloud fades and vanishes, so he who goes down to Sheol does not come up;
For the thing that I fear comes upon me, and what I dread befalls me.
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