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Psalm 6:6–8

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6ggI am weary with hmy groaning;

||All the night make I my bed to swim;

I water my couch with my tears.

7iMine eye is consumed because of grief;

It waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

8jDepart from me, all kye workers of iniquity;

For lthe Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

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Footnotes

  1. ||Or, every night. Heb. as Judg. 19:25. Hos. 7:6, rather than as Ps. 92:2?
  2. iPs. 31:9. So Job 17:7. Ps. 38:10. & 88:9. Lam. 2:11. & 5:17.
  3. kSee Ps. 94:4.
  4. lSo Ps. 3:4.

Cross references

  1. ggPs. 69:3.
  2. hPs. 38:9.
  3. jPs. 119:115. & 139:19. Matt. 7:23. & 25:41. Luke 13:27.

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

I am weary with my moaning;

every night I flood my bed with tears;

I drench my couch with my weeping.

My eye wastes away because of grief;

it grows weak because of all my foes.

Depart from me, all you workers of evil,

for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

NIVNew International Version (2011)

I am worn out from my groaning.

All night long I flood my bed with weeping

and drench my couch with tears.

My eyes grow weak with sorrow;

they fail because of all my foes.

Away from me, all you who do evil,

for the Lord has heard my weeping.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

I am weary from my groaning;

with my tears I dampen my bed

and drench my couch every night.

My eyes are swollen from grief;

they grow old because of all my enemies.

Depart from me, all evildoers,

for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

NLTNew Living Translation

I am worn out from sobbing.

All night I flood my bed with weeping,

drenching it with my tears.

My vision is blurred by grief;

my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.

Go away, all you who do evil,

for the Lord has heard my weeping.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

I am weary with my groaning;

I flood my bed every night.

With my tears I drench my couch.

My eye wastes away because of vexation;

it grows old because of all my oppressors.

Depart from me, all workers of evil,

for Yahweh has heard the sound of my weeping.