My eyes grow dim from suffering; they grow weak because of all my enemies.

Turn back from me, all you who behave wickedly, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping!

The Lord has heard my appeal for mercy; the Lord has accepted my prayer.

May all my enemies be humiliated and absolutely terrified! May they turn back and be suddenly humiliated!

For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments, according to the sheminith style; a psalm of David. Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger! Do not discipline me in your raging fury!

For no one remembers you in the realm of death, In Sheol who gives you thanks?

I am absolutely terrified, and you, Lord -- how long will this continue?

I am exhausted as I groan; all night long I drench my bed in tears; my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am frail! Heal me, Lord, for my bones are shaking!

Relent, Lord, rescue me! Deliver me because of your faithfulness!