Psalms 6
1 To him that excelleth on Neginoth upon the eith tune. A Psalme of Dauid. O lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David. Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.
2 Haue mercie vpon me, O Lord, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
3 My soule is also sore troubled: but Lord how long wilt thou delay?
My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh—how long?
4 Returne, O Lord: deliuer my soule: saue me for thy mercies sake.
Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.
For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)
6 I fainted in my mourning: I cause my bed euery night to swimme, and water my couch with my teares.
I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
8 Away from mee all ye workers of iniquitie: for the Lord hath heard the voyce of my weeping.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord hath heard my petition: the Lord will receiue my prayer.
Yahweh has heard my supplication. Yahweh accepts my prayer.
10 All mine enemies shall be confounded and sore vexed: they shall be turned backe, and put to shame suddenly.
May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.
