Psalm 6

To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

FIRST VERSION (L.M.)

1        Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not;

                   Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.

2        Lord, pity me, for I am weak:

                   Heal me, for my bones vexed be.

3        My soul is also vexed sore;

                   But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make?

4        Return, O Lord, my soul set free;

                   O save me, for thy mercies' sake.

5        Because those that deceased are

                   Of thee shall no remembrance have;

          And who is he that will to thee

                   Give praises lying in the grave?

6        I with my groaning weary am,

                   I also all the night my bed

          Have caused for to swim; and I

                   With tears my couch have watered.

7        Mine eye, consum'd with grief, grows old,

                   Because of all mine enemies.

8        Hence from me, wicked workers all;

                   For God hath heard my weeping cries.

9        God hath my supplication heard,

                   My pray'r received graciously.

10      Sham'd and sore vex'd be all my foes,

                   Sham'd and back turned suddenly.