| 1 To the Chief Musician. With stringed instruments. On an eight-stringed harp. A Psalm of David. O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure. |
| 2 Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I am weak; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled. |
| 3 My soul also is greatly troubled; But You, O LORD--how long? |
| 4 Return, O LORD, deliver me! Oh, save me for Your mercies' sake! |
| 5 For in death there is no remembrance of You; In the grave who will give You thanks? |
| 6 I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears. |
| 7 My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies. |
| 8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; For the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping. |
| 9 The LORD has heard my supplication; The LORD will receive my prayer. |
| 10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled; Let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly. |
