Psalm 6

New Coverdale Version

O Lord, rebuke me not in your indignation, * neither chasten me in your displeasure.

Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak; * O Lord, heal me, for my bones are racked.

My soul also is greatly troubled; * but, Lord, how long will you punish me?

Turn, O Lord, and deliver my soul; * O save me for your mercy’s sake.

For in death no one remembers you, * and who will give you thanks in the grave?

I am weary with my groaning; * every night I flood my bed and drench my couch with my tears.

My eyes have become dim because of trouble, * and worn away because of all my enemies.

Away from me, all you who work wickedness, * for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.

The Lord has heard my petition; * the Lord will receive my prayer.

All my enemies shall be confounded and greatly vexed; * they shall be turned back and put to shame suddenly.