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.
[For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.] LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.
2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am frail. LORD, heal me, for my bones are trembling.
3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
And my soul is greatly troubled. But you, LORD, how long?
4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
Return, LORD. Deliver my soul. Save me because of your lovingkindness.
For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you 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 groaning. Every night I drench my bed; I melt 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.
My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
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 you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard the sound 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 plea. 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.
May all my enemies be ashamed and greatly terrified. May they turn back, suddenly ashamed.
