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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.

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