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Psalms 5

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 6


For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.


Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.


My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?


Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: Save me for thy lovingkindness' sake.


For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?


I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.


Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.


Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.


Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah will receive my prayer.


All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled: They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.

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