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!

1 O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am withered away: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

3 My soul also is sore vexed: and thou, O LORD, how long?

4 Return, O LORD, 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 the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.

10 All mine enemies shall be ashamed and sore vexed: they shall turn back, they shall be ashamed suddenly.