- 1. <To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.><br>
O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion. - 2. Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
- 3. My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
- 4. Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
- 5. For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?
- 6. The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.
- 7. My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
- 8. Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
- 9. The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.
- 10. Let all those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned back and suddenly put to shame.
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