1 O Lord, rebuke me not in Your anger nor discipline and chasten me in Your hot displeasure.

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 H ave mercy on me and be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am weak (faint and withered away); O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

Favour me, O Jehovah, for I weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

3 M y self is also exceedingly disturbed and troubled. But You, O Lord, how long ?

And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

4 R eturn, O Lord, deliver my life; save me for the sake of Your steadfast love and mercy.

Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

5 F or in death there is no remembrance of You; in Sheol (the place of the dead) who will give You thanks?

For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?

6 I am weary with my groaning; all night I soak my pillow with tears, I drench my couch with my weeping.

I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

7 M y eye grows dim because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.

Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

8 D epart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.

Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,

9 T he Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord receives my prayer.

Jehovah hath heard my supplication, Jehovah my prayer receiveth.

10 L et all my enemies be ashamed and sorely troubled; let them turn back and be put to shame suddenly.

Ashamed and troubled greatly are all mine enemies, They turn back -- ashamed a moment!