Psalms 6

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.

1 O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.

1 Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure.

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

2Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.

2 Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble.

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

3My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?

3 And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long?

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

4Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.

4 Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness' sake.

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

5For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?

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

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.

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.

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

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

7My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.

7 Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.

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

8Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.

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

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

9The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.

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

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

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

10 All mine enemies shall be ashamed and tremble exceedingly; they will turn, they will be ashamed suddenly.