Psalm 6

For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

6 ¹O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger,

Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

²Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away:

O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.

³My soul also is sore troubled:

And thou, O Jehovah, how long?

⁴Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul:

Save me for thy lovingkindness' sake.

⁵For in death there is no remembrance of thee:

In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?

⁶I am weary with my groaning;

Every night make I my bed to swim;

I water my couch with my tears.

⁷Mine eye wasteth away because of grief;

It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.

⁸Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity;

For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.

⁹Jehovah hath heard my supplication;

Jehovah will receive my prayer.

¹⁰All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled:

They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.