1 O Lord, wrebuke me not in your anger,
nor xdiscipline me in your wrath.
3 My asoul also is greatly troubled.
But you, O Lord—bhow long?
save me for the sake of your steadfast love.
5 For in cdeath there is no remembrance of you;
in Sheol who will give you praise?
every night I flood my bed with tears;
I drench my couch with my weeping.
7 My feye wastes away because of grief;
it grows weak because of all my foes.
for the Lord ihas heard the sound of my weeping.
9 The Lord has heard my jplea;
the Lord accepts my prayer.
they shall kturn back and be put to shame in a moment.
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