006) Psalm 6

Psalm 6 To the chief Musician onNeginothupon-Sheminith, A Psalm of David

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1 LORD in thy wrath rebuke me not, nor in thy hot wrath chasten me.

2 Pity me, Lord, for I am weak:

Lord, heal me; for my bones vex’d be.

3 Also my soul is troubled sore: how long, Lord, wilt thou me forsake?

4 Return, O Lord, my soul release: oh save me for thy mercy sake.

5 In death no mem’ry is of thee: and who shall praise thee in the grave?

6 I faint with groans; all night my bed swims; I with tears my couch wash’d have.

7 Mine eye with grief is dim and old because of all mine enemies.

8 But now depart away from me, all ye that work iniquities; for Jehovah ev’n now hath heard the voice of these my weeping tears.

9 Jehovah heard my humble suit;

Jehovah doth receive my prayers.

10 Let all mine enemies be asham’d and greatly troubled let them be: yea let them be returned back and be ashamed suddenly.

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