Psalm 6

A Prayer For Mercy 

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                                    1  LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.                                

                                    1 For the choir director; with stringed instruments, (a)upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David.O Lord, (A)do not rebuke me in Your anger,Nor chasten me in Your wrath.                                

                                    1 {To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.} O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.                                

                                    1 For the choir director: with stringed instruments, according to Sheminith.(A) A Davidic psalm.Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger;do not discipline me in Your wrath.(B)                                

                                    1 LORD, in your anger, do not rebuke me, in your wrath, do not discipline me.                                
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                                    2 Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint. LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.                                

                                    2 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am (B)pining away;(C)Heal me, O Lord, for (D)my bones are dismayed.                                

                                    2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.                                

                                    2 Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am weak;(a)(C)heal me,(D) Lord, for my bones are shaking;(E)                                

                                    2 Be gracious to me, LORD, because I am fading away. Heal me, because my body is distressed.                                
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                                    3 My soul is also in great anguish. But you, LORD?how long?                                

                                    3 And my (E)soul is greatly dismayed;But You, O Lord—(F)how long?                                

                                    3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?                                

                                    3 my whole being is shaken with terror.(F)And You, Lord—how long?(G)                                

                                    3 And my soul is deeply distressed. But you, LORD, how long do I wait?                                
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                                    4 Return, LORD. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness' sake.                                

                                    4 Return, O Lord, (G)rescue my (b)soul;Save me because of Your lovingkindness.                                

                                    4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.                                

                                    4 Turn, Lord! Rescue me;save me because of Your faithful love.(H)                                

                                    4 Return, LORD, save my life! Deliver me, because of your gracious love.                                
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                                    5 For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?                                

                                    5 For (H)there is no (c)mention of You in death;In (d)Sheol who will give You thanks?                                

                                    5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?                                

                                    5 For there is no remembrance of You in death;who can thank You in Sheol?(I)                                

                                    5 In death, there is no memory of you. Who will give you thanks where the dead are?                                
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                                    6 I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.                                

                                    6 I am (I)weary with my sighing;Every night I make my bed swim,I dissolve my couch with (J)my tears.                                

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

                                    6 I am weary from my groaning;(J)with my tears I dampen my pillow(b)and drench my bed every night.(K)                                

                                    6 I am weary from my groaning. Every night my couch is drenched with tears, my bed is soaked through.                                
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                                    7 My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.                                

                                    7 My (K)eye has wasted away with grief;It has become old because of all my adversaries.                                

                                    7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.                                

                                    7 My eyes are swollen from grief;(L)they(c) grow old because of all my enemies.                                

                                    7 My eyesight has faded because of grief, it has dimmed because of all my enemies.                                
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                                    8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.                                

                                    8 (L)Depart from me, all you who do iniquity,For the Lord (M)has heard the voice of my weeping.                                

                                    8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.                                

                                    8 Depart from me, all evildoers,for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.(M)                                

                                    8 Get away from me, all of you who practice evil, for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping.                                
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                                    9 The LORD has heard my supplication. The LORD accepts my prayer.                                

                                    9 The Lord (N)has heard my supplication,The Lord (O)receives my prayer.                                

                                    9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.                                

                                    9 The Lord has heard my plea for help;(N)the Lord accepts my prayer.(O)                                

                                    9 The LORD has heard my plea; the LORD receives my prayer.                                
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                                    10 May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.                                

                                    10 All my enemies will (P)be ashamed and greatly dismayed;They shall (e)turn back, they will (Q)suddenly be ashamed.                                

                                    10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.                                

                                    10 All my enemies will be ashamed and shake with terror;they will turn back(P) and suddenly be disgraced.(Q)                                

                                    10 As for all my enemies, they will be put to shame; they will be greatly frightened and suddenly turn away ashamed. A Davidic psalm, which he sang to the LORD, because of the words of Cush the descendant of Benjamin.