1 T o 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.

Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.

2 F avour me, O Jehovah, for I weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

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

My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh—how long?

4 T urn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

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

For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

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

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

7 O ld from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

8 T urn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,

Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 J ehovah hath heard my supplication, Jehovah my prayer receiveth.

Yahweh has heard my supplication. Yahweh accepts my prayer.

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

May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.