Psalms 6
1O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.2Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.3My soul is also greatly troubled; but thou, O Lord, how long?4Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.5For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in Sheol who shall give thee thanks?6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I flood my bed; I water my couch with my tears.7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxes old because of all mine enemies.
8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.9The Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord has received my prayer.10All my enemies shall be ashamed; they shall be sorely troubled: they shall turn back and be ashamed suddenly.