For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David.

1 Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your anger,

neither discipline me in your wrath.

2 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint.

Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul is also in great anguish.

But you, Yahweh—how long?

4 Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul,

and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

5 For in death there is no memory of you.

In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning.

Every night I flood my bed.

I drench my couch with my tears.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief.

It grows old because of all my adversaries.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,

for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 Yahweh has heard my supplication.

Yahweh accepts my prayer.

10 May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed.

They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.

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. ]