Psalms 6

1O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

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

1 O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

1To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. --A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

2Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.

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

2Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.

2Favour me, O Jehovah, for I <FI>am<Fi> weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?

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

3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?

3And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

4Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: Save me for thy lovingkindness’ sake.

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

4Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: Save me for thy lovingkindness’ sake.

4Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

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

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

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

5For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?

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

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

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

6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night <FI>on<Fi> my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

7Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.

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

7Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.

7Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.

8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.

8Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,

9Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah will receive my prayer.

9The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.

9Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah will receive my prayer.

9Jehovah hath heard my supplication, Jehovah my prayer receiveth.

10All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled: They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.

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

10All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled: They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.

10Ashamed and troubled greatly are all mine enemies, They turn back--ashamed <FI>in<Fi> a moment!