Psalms 13

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

For the chief musician. A psalm of David. How long, Yahweh, will you keep forgetting about me? How long will you hide your face from me?

2 How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?

How long must I worry and have grief in my heart all day? How long will my enemy triumph over me?

3 Beholde, and heare mee, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, that I sleepe not in death:

Look at me and answer me, Yahweh my God! Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death.

4 Lest mine enemie say, I haue preuailed against him: and they that afflict me, reioyce when I slide.

Do not let my enemy say, “I have defeated him,” so that my enemy may not say, “I have prevailed over my adversary”; otherwise, my enemies will rejoice when I am brought down.

5 But I trust in thy mercie: mine heart shall reioyce in thy saluation:

But I have trusted in your covenant faithfulness; my heart rejoices in your salvation.

6 I will sing to the Lord, because he hath delt louingly with me.

I will sing to Yahweh because he has treated me very generously.