The Psalms (WEB)

Psalm 6

For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.

 ^6:1Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your anger,
      Neither discipline me in your wrath.

 ^6:2Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint.
      Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

 ^6:3My soul is also in great anguish.
      But you, Yahweh -- how long?

 ^6:4Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul,
      And save me for your lovingkindness' sake.

 ^6:5For in death there is no memory of you.
      In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

 ^6:6I am weary with my groaning;
      Every night I flood my bed;
      I drench my couch with my tears.

 ^6:7My eye wastes away because of grief;
      It grows old because of all my adversaries.

 ^6:8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,
      For Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

 ^6:9Yahweh has heard my supplication.
      Yahweh will receive my prayer.

 ^6:10May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed.
      They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

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