Psalms 6

1 [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.

“To the chief musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.” O Lord, correct me not in thy anger, and chastise me not in thy wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am frail. LORD, heal me, for my bones are trembling.

Be gracious unto me, O Lord; for I am withering away; heal me, O Lord; for my bones are terrified.

3 And my soul is greatly troubled. But you, LORD, how long?

And my soul is greatly terrified; but thou, O Lord, how long yet—?

4 Return, LORD. Deliver my soul. Save me because of your lovingkindness.

Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: help me for the sake of thy kindness.

5 For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)

For in death men do not remember thee: in the nether world, who shall give thee thanks? (Sheol h7585)

6 I am weary with my groaning. Every night I drench my bed; I melt my couch with my tears.

I am weary with my sighing; I flood every night my bed; With my tears I moisten my couch.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

My eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all my assailants.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping.

Depart from me, all ye workers of wickedness; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The LORD has heard my plea. The LORD has accepted my prayer.

The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will accept my prayer.

10 May all my enemies be ashamed and greatly terrified. May they turn back, suddenly ashamed.

Ashamed and greatly terrified shall become all my enemies; they will turn round, and be made ashamed in a moment.