1For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments, according to Sheminith. A Psalm of David. O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger or discipline me in Your wrath.For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, upon the eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm by David. Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.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.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.2Be merciful to me, O LORD, for I am frail; heal me, O LORD, for my bones are in agony.Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled.Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.3My soul is deeply distressed. How long, O LORD, how long?My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh—how long?My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?4Turn, O LORD, and deliver my soul; save me because of Your loving devotion.Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: Save me for thy lovingkindness’ sake.5For there is no mention of You in death; who can praise You from Sheol?For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?For in death there is no remembrance of thee: In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?6I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.7My eyes fail from grief; they grow dim because of all my foes.My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.Mine eye wasteth away because of grief; It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.8Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard my weeping.Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; For Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping.9The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.Yahweh has heard my supplication. Yahweh accepts my prayer.The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah will receive my prayer.10All my enemies will be ashamed and dismayed; they will turn back in sudden disgrace.May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled: They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.
Berean Standard Bible (public domain).World English Bible (public domain).King James Version (public domain in the US).American Standard Version, 1901 (public domain).