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Psalms 6
DBY
Darby Bible · 1890
DRA
Douay-Rheims (Challoner) · 1752
BBE
Bible in Basic English · 1949
1 Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure.
1Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave.
1 O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.
2 Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble.
2O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.
2Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
3 And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long?
3Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
3My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
4 Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness' sake.
4And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?
4Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee?
5Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake.
5For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?
6 I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.
6For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?
6The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
7 Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.
7I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.
7My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.
8My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.
8Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
9 Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah receiveth my prayer.
9Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.