Psalms 6

1 For the music director. To be accompanied by stringed instruments, according to the sheminith. A psalm of David. Lord, please don't condemn me because you're angry with me; please don't punish me because you're angry with me!

To the ouercomere in salmes, the salm of Dauid, `on the eiythe. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi stronge veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire.

2 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for I am sick to the bone.

Lord, haue thou merci on me, for Y am sijk; Lord, make thou me hool, for alle my boonys ben troblid.

3 I'm shaking all over in fear. How long will it be, Lord, before you do something?

And my soule is troblid greetli; but thou, Lord, hou long?

4 Turn, Lord, and rescue me! Save me because of your trustworthy love!

Lord, be thou conuertid, and delyuere my soule; make thou me saaf, for thi merci.

5 For no one remembers you when they're dead. Who is able to praise you from the grave? (Sheol h7585)

For noon is in deeth, which is myndful of thee; but in helle who schal knouleche to thee? (Sheol h7585)

6 My groaning has exhausted me. Every night I soak my bed with my crying; I drench my couch with my tears.

I traueilide in my weilyng, Y schal waische my bed bi ech nyyt; Y schal moiste, `ether make weet, my bedstre with my teeris.

7 With all my crying I can hardly see; my eyes grow weak because of the trouble my enemies cause me.

Myn iye is disturblid of woodnesse; Y waxe eld among alle myn enemyes.

8 Leave me alone, all you people who do evil, for the Lord has heard me crying!

Alle ye that worchen wickidnesse, departe fro me; for the Lord hath herd the vois of my wepyng.

9 The Lord has heard me calling out for help; the Lord answers my prayer.

The Lord hath herd my bisechyng; the Lord hath resseyued my preier.

10 All who hate me will be shamefully defeated and terrified; they will run away in disgrace.

Alle my enemyes be aschamed, and be disturblid greetli; be thei turned togidere, and be thei aschamed ful swiftli.