Psalm 32:3-5

The Voice

³When I refused to admit my wrongs, I was miserable,
    moaning and complaining all day long
    so that even my bones felt brittle.
⁴Day and night, Your hand kept pressing on me.
    My strength dried up like water in the summer heat;
    You wore me down.

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⁵When I finally saw my own lies,
    I owned up to my sins before You,
    and I did not try to hide my evil deeds from You.
I said to myself, “I’ll admit all my sins to the Eternal,”
    and You lifted and carried away the guilt of my sin.