Psalms Chapter 6

For the Choir Director. A Psalm of David

 with Stringed Instruments;

Set to The Sheminith [To the Eight-String Lyre]

¹ Don’t lash out at me, Yahveh,

         or take me to task in your anger.

² Be gracious to me because I’m weak;

         heal me because I’m troubled deep inside.

³ I’m really scared;

      how long, Yahveh, before you save me?

⁴ Come back and rescue me;

            because of your enduring love, save me;

         ⁵because nobody talks about you when they’re dead;

            who gives you gratitude in Sheol?                            

Ps 6:1-5

⁶ I’m worn out from moaning;

         I flood my bed with tears every night

      and drench my couch with weeping.

⁷ My eyes melt from grief,

      worn out over my adversaries.

⁸ Go away, all you sinners,

      because Yahveh has heard me call.

⁹ He’s heard my plea

      and accepts my prayer.

¹⁰ He’ll disgrace my enemies and greatly distress them;

         they’ll suddenly retreat, humiliated.                                

Ps 6:6-10