Coverdale
(i)
6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
7 My coutenauce is chaunged for very inwarde grefe, I cosume awaye, I haue so many enemies.
8 Awaye fro me all ye wicked doers, for the LORDE hath herde the voyce off my wepinge.