1 Senhor, não me repreendas na tua ira,
nem me castigues no teu furor.
2 Tem compaixão de mim, Senhor, porque eu me sinto debilitado;
sara-me, Senhor, porque os meus ossos estão abalados.
3 Também a minha alma está profundamente perturbada;
mas tu, Senhor, até quando?
4 Volta-te, Senhor, e livra a minha alma;
salva-me por tua graça.
5 Pois, na morte, não há recordação de ti;
no sepulcro, quem te dará louvor?
6 Estou cansado de tanto gemer;
todas as noites faço nadar o meu leito,
de minhas lágrimas o alago.
7 Meus olhos, de mágoa, se acham amortecidos,
envelhecem por causa de todos os meus adversários.
8 Apartai-vos de mim, todos os que praticais a iniquidade,
porque o Senhor ouviu a voz do meu lamento;
9 o Senhor ouviu a minha súplica;
o Senhor acolhe a minha oração.
10 Envergonhem-se e sejam sobremodo perturbados todos os meus inimigos;
retirem-se, de súbito, cobertos de vexame.
1 O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger,
Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away:
O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul also is sore troubled:
And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
4 Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul:
Save me for thy lovingkindness’ sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee:
In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning;
Every night make I my bed to swim;
I water my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye wasteth away because of grief;
It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity;
For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 Jehovah hath heard my supplication;
Jehovah will receive my prayer.
10 All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled:
They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.
1 LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath.
2 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint; heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony.
3 My soul is in deep anguish. How long, LORD, how long?
4 Turn, LORD, and deliver me; save me because of your unfailing love.
5 Among the dead no one proclaims your name. Who praises you from the grave?
6 I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.
7 My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.
8 Away from me, all you who do evil, for the LORD has heard my weeping.
9 The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be overwhelmed with shame and anguish; they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame.