Psalms 6

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.

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.

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?

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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

10The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

10Let all those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned back and suddenly put to shame.

11Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.

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