¹⁵ Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

¹²⁰ My flesh trembles for fear of you. I am afraid of your judgments.

¹⁵ If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, Being filled with disgrace, And conscious of my affliction.

³ Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!

²³ For calamity from God is a terror to me, By reason of his majesty I can do nothing.

³ I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah.

¹⁶ I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, Because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, For the coming up of the people who invade us.