< Psalms 6 >

1 [For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.] YHWH, do not rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.
εἰς τὸ τέλος ἐν ὕμνοις ὑπὲρ τῆς ὀγδόης ψαλμὸς τῷ Δαυιδ κύριε μὴ τῷ θυμῷ σου ἐλέγξῃς με μηδὲ τῇ ὀργῇ σου παιδεύσῃς με
2 Be gracious to me, YHWH, for I am frail. YHWH, heal me, for my bones are trembling.
ἐλέησόν με κύριε ὅτι ἀσθενής εἰμι ἴασαί με κύριε ὅτι ἐταράχθη τὰ ὀστᾶ μου
3 And my soul is greatly troubled. But you, YHWH, how long?
καὶ ἡ ψυχή μου ἐταράχθη σφόδρα καὶ σύ κύριε ἕως πότε
4 Return, YHWH. Deliver my soul. Save me because of your lovingkindness.
ἐπίστρεψον κύριε ῥῦσαι τὴν ψυχήν μου σῶσόν με ἕνεκεν τοῦ ἐλέους σου
5 For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (Sheol h7585)
ὅτι οὐκ ἔστιν ἐν τῷ θανάτῳ ὁ μνημονεύων σου ἐν δὲ τῷ ᾅδῃ τίς ἐξομολογήσεταί σοι (Sheol h7585)
6 I am weary with my groaning. Every night I drench my bed; I melt my couch with my tears.
ἐκοπίασα ἐν τῷ στεναγμῷ μου λούσω καθ’ ἑκάστην νύκτα τὴν κλίνην μου ἐν δάκρυσίν μου τὴν στρωμνήν μου βρέξω
7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
ἐταράχθη ἀπὸ θυμοῦ ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἐπαλαιώθην ἐν πᾶσιν τοῖς ἐχθροῖς μου
8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for YHWH has heard the sound of my weeping.
ἀπόστητε ἀπ’ ἐμοῦ πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν ὅτι εἰσήκουσεν κύριος τῆς φωνῆς τοῦ κλαυθμοῦ μου
9 YHWH has heard my plea. YHWH has accepted my prayer.
εἰσήκουσεν κύριος τῆς δεήσεώς μου κύριος τὴν προσευχήν μου προσεδέξατο
10 May all my enemies be ashamed and greatly terrified. May they turn back, suddenly ashamed.
αἰσχυνθείησαν καὶ ταραχθείησαν σφόδρα πάντες οἱ ἐχθροί μου ἀποστραφείησαν καὶ καταισχυνθείησαν σφόδρα διὰ τάχους

< Psalms 6 >