Psalms 6

Psalm 6

For the leader; with instrumental music on the sheminith. A psalm of David.

Rebuke me not,  Lord, in your anger,
punish me not in your wrath.
 Lord, be gracious to me
in my weakness.
Heal me  Lord,
for racked is my body;
all of me utterly racked.
Why do you wait so long,  Lord?

Turn,  Lord, rescue me;
save me, because of your love.
For in death none can call you to mind;
in Sheol who can praise you?

I am so weary of sighing.
All the night I make my bed swim,
and wet my couch with my tears.
My eyes swollen with grief;
from weeping caused by my foes.

Begone, workers of wrong,
for the  Lord has heard my loud weeping,
the  Lord has heard my entreaty,
the  Lord accepts my prayer.
10 My foes will be stricken with terror,
brought to shame and dismay in a moment.
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