Psalm 6
Vers 1
Rebuke me, LORD, no longer,
nor chasten me in anger.
In mercy hear my groans;
O LORD, see how I languish
and heal my bitter anguish,
for troubled are my bones.
Vers 2
My soul is troubled greatly
O quickly come to aid me!
Why do you tarry, LORD?
Turn back and show your favour;
me in your love deliver,
according to your word.
Vers 3
How can the dead adore you
or bring their thanks before you,
or praise your holy name?
I’m weary with my moaning,
worn out with constant groaning
and overcome with shame.
Vers 4
All night, instead of sleeping,
I drench my couch with weeping.
With grief my eyes grow weak
since foes with hate surround me
and without ceasing hound me;
my ruin they all seek.
Vers 5
Depart from me, transgressors!
Away, all you oppressors!
God has inclined his ear
and heard my supplication,
my plea for consolation.
The LORD with help is near.
Vers 6
He heard me when I pleaded;
my prayers the LORD has heeded.
My foes will be ashamed,
for sudden fear will shake them,
and panic overtake them.
Their doom has he proclaimed.