web - Psalms:6

web@Psalms:6:1 @ For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David. Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.

web@Psalms:6:2 @ Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

web@Psalms:6:3 @ My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?

web@Psalms:6:4 @ Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness' sake.

web@Psalms:6:5 @ For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol {Sheol is the place of the dead.}, who shall give you thanks?

web@Psalms:6:6 @ I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

web@Psalms:6:7 @ My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

web@Psalms:6:8 @ Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

web@Psalms:6:9 @ Yahweh has heard my supplication. Yahweh accepts my prayer.

web@Psalms:6:10 @ May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.