| Chapter 6 |
1 | {To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments, upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.} Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure. |
2 | Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble. |
3 | And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long? |
4 | Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness' sake. |
5 | For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee? |
6 | I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears. |
7 | Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors. |
8 | Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping. |
9 | Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah receiveth my prayer. |
10 | All mine enemies shall be ashamed and tremble exceedingly; they will turn, they will be ashamed suddenly. |