Psalms 6

A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress

To the Chief Musician. With stringed instruments.

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On an eight-stringed harp. A Psalm of David.

1 OLord,do not rebuke me in Your anger,

Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy on me, OLord, for Iamweak;

# OLord,heal me, for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul also is greatlytroubled;

But You, OLord—how long?

4 Return, OLord, deliver me!

Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!

5 For in deaththereisno remembrance of You;

In the grave who will give You thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning;

All night I make my bed swim;

I drench my couch with my tears.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief;

It grows old because of all my enemies.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity;

# For theLordhasheard the voice of my weeping.

9 TheLordhas heard my supplication;

TheLordwill receive my prayer.

10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled;

Let them turn backandbe ashamed suddenly.

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