Salmos 6

1 To the Chief Musician, for eight-stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. O LORD, rebuke me not in Your anger, nor chasten me in the heat of Your fury.

2 Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I [am] weak; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul also is exceedingly troubled; but You, O LORD, how long?

4 Return, O LORD, return; deliver my soul; save me for Your mercy's sake.

5 For in death [there is] no memory of You; in the grave who shall give You thanks?

6 I am weary in my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I melt my couch with my tears.

7 My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all my enemies.

8 Depart from me, all workers of iniquity; for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The LORD has heard my cry; the LORD will receive my prayer.

10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and exceedingly troubled; let them turn back [and] be ashamed in a moment.