Psalms 6
David's complaint in his sickness.
Psalms 6:1 Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath. Psalms 6:2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. Psalms 6:3 And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long? Psalms 6:4 Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake. Psalms 6:5 For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? Psalms 6:6 I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears. Psalms 6:7 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.
By faith he triumpheth over his enemies.
Psalms 6:8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping. Psalms 6:9 The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer. Psalms 6:10 Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.
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