7 “And now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My ^ahope is in You. ‡

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions;
Do not make me ^athe reproach of the foolish. ‡

10 ^aRemove Your plague from me;
I am consumed by the blow of Your hand. ‡

11 When with rebukes You correct man for iniquity,
You make his beauty ^amelt away like a moth;
Surely every man is vapor. Selah ‡