Psalms 13

1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Unto the end, a psalm for David. How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? how long dost thou turn away thy face from me?

2 How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?

3 Have regard! answer me O Yahweh my God, —Light up mine eyes, lest I sleep on into death:

How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed over him! and, mine adversaries, exult, that I totter.

Consider, and hear me, O Lord my God. Enlighten my eyes that I never sleep in death:

5 But, I, in thy lovingkindness, have put my trust, My heart shall exult in thy salvation:

Lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him. They that trouble me will rejoice when I am moved:

6 I will sing to Yahweh, for he hath dealt beautifully with me.

But I have trusted in thy mercy. My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things: yea I will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.