Salmos 6

1 To the chief musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, a psalm of David. O Lord, correct me not in thy anger, and chastise me not in thy wrath.

2 Be gracious unto me, O Lord; for I am withering away; heal me, O Lord; for my bones are terrified.

3 And my soul is greatly terrified; but thou, O Lord, how long yet––?

4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: help me for the sake of thy kindness.

5 For in death men do not remember thee: in the nether world, who shall give thee thanks?

6 I am weary with my sighing; I flood every night my bed; With my tears I moisten my couch.

7 My eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all my assailants.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of wickedness; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will accept my prayer.

10 Ashamed and greatly terrified shall become all my enemies; they will turn round, and be made ashamed in a moment.