Psalms 6

1 For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David. LORD, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.

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 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint. LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

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

3 My soul is also in great anguish. But you, LORD—how long?

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

4 Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

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

5 For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks? (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 groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

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

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

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

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

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

9 The LORD has heard my supplication. The LORD accepts my prayer.

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

10 May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

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