Psalms 6

1 To the ouercomere in salmes, the salm of Dauid, `on the eiythe. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi stronge veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire.

TO THE OVERSEER. WITH STRINGED INSTRUMENTS, ON THE EIGHTH. A PSALM OF DAVID. O YHWH, do not reprove me in Your anger, Nor discipline me in Your fury.

2 Lord, haue thou merci on me, for Y am sijk; Lord, make thou me hool, for alle my boonys ben troblid.

Favor me, O YHWH, for I [am] weak, Heal me, O YHWH, For my bones have been troubled,

3 And my soule is troblid greetli; but thou, Lord, hou long?

And my soul has been troubled greatly, And You, O YHWH, until when?

4 Lord, be thou conuertid, and delyuere my soule; make thou me saaf, for thi merci.

Turn back, O YHWH, draw out my soul, Save me for Your kindness’ sake.

5 For noon is in deeth, which is myndful of thee; but in helle who schal knouleche to thee? (Sheol h7585)

For in death there is no memorial of You, In Sheol, who gives thanks to You? (Sheol h7585)

6 I traueilide in my weilyng, Y schal waische my bed bi ech nyyt; Y schal moiste, `ether make weet, my bedstre with my teeris.

I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate [on] my bed through all the night, I dissolve my couch with my tear.

7 Myn iye is disturblid of woodnesse; Y waxe eld among alle myn enemyes.

My eye is old from provocation, It is old because of all my adversaries,

8 Alle ye that worchen wickidnesse, departe fro me; for the Lord hath herd the vois of my wepyng.

Turn from me all you workers of iniquity, For YHWH heard the voice of my weeping,

9 The Lord hath herd my bisechyng; the Lord hath resseyued my preier.

YHWH has heard my supplication, YHWH receives my prayer.

10 Alle my enemyes be aschamed, and be disturblid greetli; be thei turned togidere, and be thei aschamed ful swiftli.

All my enemies are greatly ashamed and troubled, They turn back—ashamed [in] a moment!