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.

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

Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint. LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

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

My soul is also in great anguish. But you, LORD—how long?

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

Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ 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 memory of you. In Sheol, 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. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

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

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

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 accepts my prayer.

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

May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.