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11 When you discipline us for our sins,
    you consume like a moth what is precious to us.
    Each of us is but a breath. Interlude

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See, the Sovereign Lord is on my side!
    Who will declare me guilty?
All my enemies will be destroyed
    like old clothes that have been eaten by moths!

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28 I waste away like rotting wood,
    like a moth-eaten coat.

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30 That is why many of you are weak and sick and some have even died.

31 But if we would examine ourselves, we would not be judged by God in this way. 32 Yet when we are judged by the Lord, we are being disciplined so that we will not be condemned along with the world.

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19 I correct and discipline everyone I love. So be diligent and turn from your indifference.

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For the Lord disciplines those he loves,
    and he punishes each one he accepts as his child.”[a]

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Footnotes

  1. 12:5-6 Prov 3:11-12 (Greek version).

Then you must throw this man out and hand him over to Satan so that his sinful nature will be destroyed[a] and he himself[b] will be saved on the day the Lord[c] returns.

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Footnotes

  1. 5:5a Or so that his body will be destroyed; Greek reads for the destruction of the flesh.
  2. 5:5b Greek and the spirit.
  3. 5:5c Other manuscripts read the Lord Jesus; still others read our Lord Jesus Christ.

10 because of your anger and wrath.
    For you have picked me up and thrown me out.
11 My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows.
    I am withering away like grass.

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16 But Balaam was stopped from his mad course when his donkey rebuked him with a human voice.

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12 I will destroy Israel as a moth consumes wool.
    I will make Judah as weak as rotten wood.

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We wither beneath your anger;
    we are overwhelmed by your fury.
You spread out our sins before you—
    our secret sins—and you see them all.
We live our lives beneath your wrath,
    ending our years with a groan.

10 Seventy years are given to us!
    Some even live to eighty.
But even the best years are filled with pain and trouble;
    soon they disappear, and we fly away.

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30 My skin has turned dark,
    and my bones burn with fever.

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19 how much less will he trust people made of clay!
    They are made of dust, crushed as easily as a moth.

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Psalm 38

A psalm of David, asking God to remember him.

O Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger
    or discipline me in your rage!
Your arrows have struck deep,
    and your blows are crushing me.
Because of your anger, my whole body is sick;
    my health is broken because of my sins.
My guilt overwhelms me—
    it is a burden too heavy to bear.
My wounds fester and stink
    because of my foolish sins.
I am bent over and racked with pain.
    All day long I walk around filled with grief.
A raging fever burns within me,
    and my health is broken.
I am exhausted and completely crushed.
    My groans come from an anguished heart.

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