Psalms 6

1Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave.

1O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

2O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

2Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

3Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?

4And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

4Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.

5Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake.

5For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

6For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?

6I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

7I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

8My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard 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 hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.

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

10Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.

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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