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.
To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments, upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long?
4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness' sake.
For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee? (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 am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.
8 Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.
Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah receiveth 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.
All mine enemies shall be ashamed and tremble exceedingly; they will turn, they will be ashamed suddenly.
