Psalms 6
1 For the End, a Psalm of David amongst the Hymns for the eighth. O Lord, rebuke me not in your wrath, neither chasten me in your anger.
For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David. LORD, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.
2 Pity me, O Lord; for I am weak: heal me, O Lord; for my bones are vexed.
Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint. LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul also is grievously vexed: but you, O Lord, how long?
My soul is also in great anguish. But you, LORD—how long?
4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: save me for your mercy's sake.
Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.
For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)
6 I am wearied with my groaning; I shall wash my bed every night; I shall water my couch with tears.
I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is troubled because of my wrath; I am worn out because of all my enemies.
My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
8 Depart from me, all you that work iniquity; for the Lord has 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 has listened to my petition; the Lord has accepted my prayer.
The LORD has heard my supplication. The LORD accepts my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be put to shame and sore troubled: let them be turned back and grievously put to shame speedily.
May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.
