Psalms 6

1 To the Chief Musician, with stringed Instruments upon the eighth. A Melody of David. O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.

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 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, —for dismayed are my bones:

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

3 Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh—how long?

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

4 Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;

Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

5 For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, —In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? (Sheol h7585)

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

6 I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, —With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

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

7 My face, is all sunken with sorrow, —it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.

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 Yahweh 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 Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.

The LORD has heard my supplication. The LORD accepts my prayer.

10 Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.

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