Psalms

For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.

1LORD, don’t rebuke me in your anger,neither discipline me in your wrath.

2Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint.LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

3My soul is also in great anguish.But you, LORD—how long?

4Return, LORD. Deliver my soul,and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

5For in death there is no memory of you.In Sheol,who shall give you thanks?

6I am weary with my groaning.Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

7My eye wastes away because of grief.It grows old because of all my adversaries.

8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.

9The LORD has heard my supplication.The LORD accepts my prayer.

10May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed.They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments, according to Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

1O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your angeror discipline me in Your wrath.

2Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am frail;heal me, O LORD, for my bones are in agony.

3My soul is deeply distressed.How long, O LORD, how long?

4Turn, O LORD, and deliver my soul;save me because of Your loving devotion.

5For there is no mention of You in death;who can praise You from Sheol?

6I am weary from groaning;all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

7My eyes fail from grief;they grow dim because of all my foes.

8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,for the LORD has heard my weeping.

9The LORD has heard my cry for mercy;the LORD accepts my prayer.

10All my enemies will be ashamed and dismayed;they will turn back in sudden disgrace.