For the choir director; with stringed instruments, upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David.
1O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your
anger,
Nor chasten me in Your wrath.
2Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am
pinning away;
Heal me, O LORD, for my bones are
dismayed.
3And my soul is greatly dismayed;
But You, O LORD–how long?
4Return, O LORD, rescue my soul;
Save me because of Your
lovingkindness.
5For there is no mention of You in
death;
In Sheol who will give You thanks?
6I am weary with my sighing;
Every night I make my bed swim,
I dissolve my couch with my tears.
7My eye has wasted away with grief;
It has become old because of all my
adversaries.
8Depart from me, all you who do
iniquity,
For the LORD has heard the voice of
my weeping.
9The LORD has heard my supplication,
The LORD receives my prayer.
10All my enemies will be ashamed
and greatly dismayed;
They shall turn back, they will
suddenly be ashamed.
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