1 Vir die musiekleier; met snaarinstrumente; met basstem. 'n Psalm van Dawid.
2 o HERE, straf my nie in u toorn nie, en kasty my nie in u grimmigheid nie.
3 Wees my genadig, HERE, want ek is verswak; maak my gesond, HERE, want my gebeente is verskrik.
4 Ja, my siel is baie verskrik; en U, HERE, tot hoe lank?
5 Keer terug, HERE, red my siel; verlos my om u goedertierenheid ontwil.
6 Want in die dood word aan U nie gedink nie; wie sal U loof in die doderyk?
7 Ek is moeg van my gesug; elke nag laat ek my bed swem; ek deurweek my bed met my trane.
8 My oog het dof geword van verdriet; dit het swak geword vanweë al my teëstanders.
9 Gaan weg van my, al julle werkers van ongeregtigheid, want die HERE het die stem van my geween gehoor.
10 Die HERE het my smeking gehoor; die HERE neem my gebed aan. [ (Psalms 6:11) Al my vyande sal beskaamd staan en baie verskrik word; hulle sal in 'n oomblik beskaamd omdraai. ]
1 To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.
2 \6:1\O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.
3 \6:2\Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.
4 \6:3\My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?
5 \6:4\Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.
6 \6:5\For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?
7 \6:6\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.
8 \6:7\My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.
9 \6:8\Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.
10 \6:9\The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.
11 \6:10\Let all those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned back and suddenly put to shame.