< Psalms 6 >
1 To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul is also greatly troubled: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercies’ sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks? (Sheol )
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 My eye is consumed because of grief; it groweth old because of all my enemies.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled: let them return and be suddenly ashamed.
