Title For the director of music. With stringed instruments. According to sheminith. A psalm of David.

1 Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger

or discipline me in your wrath.

2 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint;

heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.

3 My soul is in deep anguish.

How long, Lord, how long?

4 Turn, Lord, and deliver me;

save me because of your unfailing love.

5 Among the dead no one proclaims your name.

Who praises you from the grave?

6 I am worn out from my groaning.

All night long I flood my bed with weeping

and drench my couch with tears.

Title To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

1 O Lord, rebuke me not in your anger,

nor discipline me in your wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;

heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul also is greatly troubled.

But you, O Lord—how long?

4 Turn, O Lord, deliver my life;

save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

5 For in death there is no remembrance of you;

in Sheol who will give you praise?

6 I am weary with my moaning;

every night I flood my bed with tears;

I drench my couch with my weeping.

Title To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

1 O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger,

Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak:

O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

3 My soul is also sore vexed:

But thou, O Lord, how long?

4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul:

Oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.

5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee:

In the grave who shall give thee thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning;

All the night make I my bed to swim;

I water my couch with my tears.

Title For the choir director: A psalm of David, to be accompanied by an eight-stringed instrument.

1 O Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger

or discipline me in your rage.

2 Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak.

Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.

3 I am sick at heart.

How long, O Lord, until you restore me?

4 Return, O Lord, and rescue me.

Save me because of your unfailing love.

5 For the dead do not remember you.

Who can praise you from the grave?

6 I am worn out from sobbing.

All night I flood my bed with weeping,

drenching it with my tears.

Title To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. On An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David.

1 O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger,

Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak;

O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul also is greatly troubled;

But You, O Lord—how long?

4 Return, O Lord, deliver me!

Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!

5 For in death there is no remembrance of You;

In the grave who will give You thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning;

All night I make my bed swim;

I drench my couch with my tears.

Title For the director of music. With stringed instruments. Upon the sheminith. A psalm of David.

1 Lord, don’t correct me when you are angry;

don’t punish me when you are very angry.

2 Lord, have mercy on me because I am weak.

Heal me, Lord, because my bones ache.

3 I am very upset.

Lord, how long will it be?

4 Lord, return and save me;

save me because of your kindness.

5 Dead people don’t remember you;

those in the grave don’t praise you.

6 I am tired of crying to you.

Every night my bed is wet with tears;

my bed is soaked from my crying.

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

1 O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger,

Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away:

O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.

3 My soul also is sore troubled:

And thou, O Jehovah, how long?

4 Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul:

Save me for thy lovingkindness’ sake.

5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee:

In Sheol who shall give thee thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning;

Every night make I my bed to swim;

I water my couch with my tears.

Title To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments, upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

1 Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure. 2 Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble. 3 And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long? 4 Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness’ sake. 5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee? 6 I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.

Title For the choir director; with stringed instruments, on the sheminith;a psalm by David. 

1 O Lord, do not punish me in your anger 

or discipline me in your rage. 

2 Have pity on me, O Lord, because I am weak. 

Heal me, O Lord, because my bones shake with terror. 

3 My soul has been deeply shaken with terror. 

But you, O Lord, how long …? 

4 Come back, O Lord. 

Rescue me. 

Save me because of your mercy! 

5 In death, no one remembers you. 

In the grave, who praises you? 

6 I am worn out from my groaning. 

My eyes flood my bed every night. 

I soak my couch with tears. 

Title For the choir director: with stringed instruments, according to Sheminith. A Davidic psalm.

1 Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger;

do not discipline me in Your wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am weak;

heal me, Lord, for my bones are shaking;

3 my whole being is shaken with terror.

And You, Lord—how long?

4 Turn, Lord! Rescue me;

save me because of Your faithful love.

5 For there is no remembrance of You in death;

who can thank You in Sheol?

6 I am weary from my groaning;

with my tears I dampen my pillow

and drench my bed every night.

Title To the leader: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

1 O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger,

or discipline me in your wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;

O Lord, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror.

3 My soul also is struck with terror,

while you, O Lord—how long?

4 Turn, O Lord, save my life;

deliver me for the sake of your steadfast love.

5 For in death there is no remembrance of you;

in Sheol who can give you praise?

6 I am weary with my moaning;

every night I flood my bed with tears;

I drench my couch with my weeping.

Title For the music director; with stringed instruments, on the Sheminith.

A psalm of David.

1 O Yahweh, do not rebuke me in your anger,

and do not discipline me in your wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, O Yahweh, because I am feeble.

Heal me, O Yahweh, for my bones are terrified.

3 My soul is also very terrified.

But you, O Yahweh, how long?

4 Turn, O Yahweh; deliver my life.

Save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

5 For there is no remembrance of you in death.

In Sheol, who will give thanks to you?

6 I am weary with my groaning;

I flood my bed every night.

With my tears I drench my couch.

Title For the director of music. For sheminith. A psalm of David to be played on stringed instruments.

1 Lord, don’t correct me when you are angry.

Don’t punish me when you are burning with anger.

2 Lord, have mercy on me. I’m so weak.

Lord, heal me. My body is full of pain.

3 My soul is very troubled.

Lord, how long will it be until you save me?

4 Lord, turn to me and help me.

Save me. Your love never fails.

5 People can’t remember you when they are dead.

How can they praise you when they are in the grave?

6 My groaning has worn me out.

All night long my tears flood my bed.

My bed is wet because of my crying.

Title For the choir director; with stringed instruments, upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David.

1 O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger,

Nor chasten me in Your wrath.

2 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am pining away;

Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are dismayed.

3 And my soul is greatly dismayed;

But You, O Lord—how long?

4 Return, O Lord, rescue my soul;

Save me because of Your lovingkindness.

5 For there is no mention of You in death;

In Sheol who will give You thanks?

6 I am weary with my sighing;

Every night I make my bed swim,

I dissolve my couch with my tears.