Psalms 6

1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

For the leader; with instrumental music on the sheminith. A psalm of David. Rebuke me not, Lord, in your anger, punish me not in your wrath.

2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

Lord, be gracious to me in my weakness. Heal me Lord, for racked is my body;

3 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

all of me utterly racked. Why do you wait so long, Lord?

4 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

Turn, Lord, rescue me; save me, because of your love.

5 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? (Sheol h7585)

For in death none can call you to mind; in Sheol who can praise you? (Sheol h7585)

6 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

I am so weary of sighing. All the night I make my bed swim, and wet my couch with my tears.

7 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

My eyes swollen with grief; from weeping caused by my foes.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

Begone, workers of wrong, for the Lord has heard my loud weeping,

9 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

the Lord has heard my entreaty, the Lord accepts my prayer.

10 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.

My foes will be stricken with terror, brought to shame and dismay in a moment.