Psalms 6

PSALM 6

¹Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not;

Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.

²Lord, pity me, for I am weak:

Heal me, for my bones vexed be.

³My soul is also vexed sore;

But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make?

⁴Return, O Lord, my soul set free;

O save me, for thy mercies' sake.

⁵Because those that deceased are

Of thee shall no remembrance have;

And who is he that will to thee

Give praises lying in the grave?

⁶I 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.

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

Because of all mine enemies.

⁸Hence from me, wicked workers all;

For God hath heard my weeping cries.

⁹God hath my supplication heard,

My pray'r received graciously

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

Sham'd and back turned suddenly.