Psalms 6

1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

O LORD, rebuke me not in your anger, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

3 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

My soul is also sore vexed: but you, O LORD, how long?

4 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for your mercies' sake.

5 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? (Sheol h7585)

For in death there is no remembrance of you: in the grave who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)

6 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

7 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxs old because of all mine enemies.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

The LORD has heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.

10 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.

Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.