To the Chief Musician, for eight-stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, rebuke me not in Your anger, nor chasten me in the heat of Your fury.

Have mercy on me, O Jehovah, for I am weak; O Jehovah, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

My soul also is exceedingly troubled; but You, O Jehovah, how long?

Return, O Jehovah, return; deliver my soul; save me for Your mercy's sake.

For in death there is no memory of You; in the grave who shall give You thanks?

I am weary in my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I melt my couch with my tears.

My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all my enemies.

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

Jehovah has heard my cry; Jehovah will receive my prayer.

Let all my enemies be ashamed and exceedingly troubled; let them turn back and be ashamed in a moment.