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 Neginoth upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.” O Lord, correct me not in thy anger, and chastise me not in thy wrath.
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, O Lord; for I am withering away; heal me, O Lord; for my bones are terrified.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
And my soul is greatly terrified; but thou, O Lord, how long yet—?
4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: help me for the sake of thy kindness.
For in death men do not remember thee: in the nether world, who shall give thee thanks? (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 weary with my sighing; I flood every night my bed; With my tears I moisten my couch.
7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
My eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all my assailants.
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 wickedness; for the Lord 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.
The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will accept 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.
Ashamed and greatly terrified shall become all my enemies; they will turn round, and be made ashamed in a moment.
