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 To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

2 Favour me, O Jehovah, for I [am] weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

3 And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

4 Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness` sake.

5 For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?

6 I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night [on] my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

7 Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

8 Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,

9 Jehovah hath heard my supplication, Jehovah my prayer receiveth.

10 Ashamed and troubled greatly are all mine enemies, They turn back -- ashamed [in] a moment!