You bring bitter charges against me, even for what I did when I was young.

My skin hangs loose on my bones; I have barely escaped with my life.

Forgive the sins and errors of my youth. In your constant love and goodness, remember me, LORD!

You will lie groaning on your deathbed, your flesh and muscles being eaten away,

I wouldn't listen to my teachers. I paid no attention to them.

They were not given honorable burial like the heroes of ancient times, who went fully armed to the world of the dead, their swords placed under their heads and their shields over their bodies. These heroes were once powerful enough to terrify the living.

But all alike die and are buried; they all are covered with worms.

Wicked people bring about their own downfall by their evil deeds, but good people are protected by their integrity.

Jerusalem, your immoral actions have defiled you. Although I tried to purify you, you remained defiled. You will not be pure again until you have felt the full force of my anger.

Again Jesus said to them, "I will go away; you will look for me, but you will die in your sins. You cannot go where I am going."

That is why I told you that you will die in your sins. And you will die in your sins if you do not believe that 'I Am Who I Am'."

to serve as an apostle in the place of Judas, who left to go to the place where he belongs."