Psalmorum 6

1 Psalmus David in finem, in hymnis pro octava. Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, neque in ira tua corripias me,

[For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.] LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.

2 Miserere mei Domine quoniam infirmus sum: sana me Domine quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea.

Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am frail. LORD, heal me, for my bones are trembling.

3 Et anima mea turbata est valde: sed tu Domine usquequo?

And my soul is greatly troubled. But you, LORD, how long?

4 Convertere Domine, et eripe animam meam: salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam,

Return, LORD. Deliver my soul. Save me because of your lovingkindness.

5 Quoniam non est in morte qui memor sit tui: in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi? (Sheol h7585)

For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)

6 Laboravi in gemitu meo, lavabo per singulas noctes lectum meum: lacrymis meis stratum meum rigabo.

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I drench my bed; I melt my couch with my tears.

7 Turbatus est a furore oculus meus: inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

8 Discedite a me omnes qui operamini iniquitatem: quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei.

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

9 Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam, Dominus orationem meam suscepit.

The LORD has heard my plea. The LORD has accepted my prayer.

10 Erubescant, et conturbentur vehementer omnes inimici mei: convertantur et erubescant valde velociter.

May all my enemies be ashamed and greatly terrified. May they turn back, suddenly ashamed.