Psalm 6 A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. On [Y]An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David. 6 1O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger, Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure. 2Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled. 3My soul also is greatly troubled; But You, O Lord—how long? 4Return, O Lord, deliver me! Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake! 5For in death there is no remembrance of You; In the grave who will give You thanks? 6I am weary with my groaning; [Z]All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears. 7My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies. 8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. 9The Lord has heard my supplication; The Lord will receive my prayer. 10Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled; Let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly.
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