Psalms 6

A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress

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