Psalms 6
1 To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.
In parts according to verses. A Psalm of David. For the octave. O Lord, do not rebuke me in your fury, nor chastise me in your anger.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, Lord, for my bones have become disturbed,
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
and my soul has been very troubled. But as for you, Lord, when?
4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
Turn to me, Lord, and rescue my soul. Save me because of your mercy.
For there is no one in death who would be mindful of you. And who will confess to you in Hell? (Sheol h7585)
6 The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
I have labored in my groaning. Every night, with my tears, I will wash my bed and drench my blanket.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
My eye has been troubled by rage. I have grown old among all my enemies.
8 Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
Scatter before me, all you who work iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.
The Lord has heard my supplication. The Lord has accepted my prayer.
10 Let all those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned back and suddenly put to shame.
Let all my enemies be ashamed and together be greatly troubled. May they be converted and become ashamed very quickly.
