Psalms 6

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

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.