Psalms 6:1-10 To the overseer upon the stringed instruments upon the octave, chanting of David. O Jehovah, not in thine anger wilt thou correct me, and not in thy wrath wilt thou chastise me.

JuliaSmith⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ To the overseer upon the stringed instruments upon the octave, chanting of David. O Jehovah, not in thine anger wilt thou correct me, and not in thy wrath wilt thou chastise me. ² Compassionate me, O Jehovah, for I languish: heal me, O Jehovah, for my bones trembled. ³ My soul trembled exceedingly: and thou, O Jehovah, how long? ⁴ Turn back, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: save me for sake of thy mercy. ⁵ For in death none remembering thee: in hades who shall give thanks to thee? ⁶ I was wearied with my sighing all the night I shall make my bed to swim with my tears; I shall make my couch to flow. ⁷ Mine eye fell away from grief; it grew old among all mine enemies. ⁸ Depart from me, all ye doing vanity, for Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping. ⁹ Jehovah heard my supplication; Jehovah will receive my prayer ¹⁰ All mine enemies shall be ashamed, they shall tremble exceedingly they shall turn back, they shall be ashamed suddenly.