Psalm 6

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

SECOND VERSION (C.M.)

1        In thy great indignation,

                   O Lord, rebuke me not;

          Nor on me lay thy chast'ning hand,

                   in thy displeasure hot.

2        Lord, I am weak, therefore on me

                   have mercy, and me spare:

          Heal me, O Lord, because thou know'st

                   my bones much vexed are.

3        My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord,

                   how long stay wilt thou make?

4        Return, Lord, free my soul; and save

                   me, for thy mercies' sake.

5        Because of thee in death there shall

                   no more remembrance be:

          Of those that in the grave do lie,

                   who shall give thanks to thee?

6        I with my groaning weary am,

                   and all the night my bed

          I caused for to swim; with tears

                   my couch I watered.

7        By reason of my vexing grief,

                   mine eye consumed is;

          It waxeth old, because of all

                   that be mine enemies.

8        But now, depart from me all ye

                   that work iniquity:

          For why? the Lord hath heard my voice,

                   when I did mourn and cry.

9        Unto my supplication

                   the Lord did hearing give:

          When I to him my prayer make,

                   the Lord will it receive.

10      Let all be sham'd and troubled sore,

                   that en'mies are to me;

          Let them turn back, and suddenly

                   ashamed let them be.