Psalms - Chapter 6 - A Conservative Version
- O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, nor chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
- Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am withered away. O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
- My soul also is greatly troubled. And thou, O LORD, how long?
- Return, O LORD, deliver my soul. Save me for thy loving kindness' sake.
- For in death there is no remembrance of thee. In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?
- I am weary with my groaning. Every night I make my bed to swim. I water my couch with my tears.
- My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.
- Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
- LORD has heard my supplication. LORD will receive my prayer.
- All my enemies shall be put to shame and greatly troubled. They shall turn back. They shall be put to shame suddenly.