Psalms 6

1 To the Chief Musician, with stringed Instruments upon the eighth. A Melody of David. O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments, according to Sheminith. A Psalm of David. O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger or discipline me in Your wrath.

2 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, —for dismayed are my bones:

Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am frail; heal me, O LORD, for my bones are in agony.

3 Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh—how long?

My soul is deeply distressed. How long, O LORD, how long?

4 Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;

Turn, O LORD, and deliver my soul; save me because of Your loving devotion.

5 For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, —In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? (Sheol h7585)

For there is no mention of You in death; who can praise You from Sheol? (Sheol h7585)

6 I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, —With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

7 My face, is all sunken with sorrow, —it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.

My eyes fail from grief; they grow dim because of all my foes.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:

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

9 Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.

The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.

10 Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.

All my enemies will be ashamed and dismayed; they will turn back in sudden disgrace.