7  “And now, O Lord, for what do I wait?

My hope is in you.

8  Deliver me from all my transgressions.

Do not make me the scorn of the fool!

9  I am mute; I do not open my mouth,

for it is you who have done it.

10  Remove your stroke from me;

I am spent by the hostility of your hand.

11  When you discipline a man

with rebukes for sin,

you consume like a moth what is dear to him;

surely all mankind is a mere breath! Selah