1To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith.* A Psalm of David. O Lord, rebuke me not in your anger, nor discipline me in your wrath.2Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.3My soul also is greatly troubled. But you, O Lord—how long?4Turn, O Lord, deliver my life; save me for the sake of your steadfast love.5For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who will give you praise?6I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.7My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes.8Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.9The Lord has heard my plea; the Lord accepts my prayer.10All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled; they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment.
New International Version
For the director of music. With stringed instruments. According to sheminith. A psalm of David.
1Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.*2Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint; heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.3My soul is in deep anguish. How long, Lord, how long?4Turn, Lord, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love.5Among the dead no-one proclaims your name. Who praises you from his grave?6I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.7My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.8Away from me, all you who do evil, 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 overwhelmed with shame and anguish; they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame.
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