Psalms 6
1O LORD, rebuke me not in Thy wrath; nor chasten me in Thine anger.
2Pity me, O Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
3My soul is troubled exceedingly: but O Lord, for how long?
4Return, O Lord; deliver my soul: save me for Thy mercy’s sake.
5For in death none can make mention of Thee. In the mansion of the dead, who can give Thee thanks?
6I am weary with my groaning. Am I every night to bedew my bed and water my couch with my tears?
7Mine eye is troubled with indignation: I am grown old among all mine enemies.
8Away from me, all ye workers of iniquity. For the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping—
9the Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my petition.
10Let all mine enemies be shamed and greatly troubled. Let them be turned back and instantly put to shame.