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Psalm 6:5–7

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5Among the dead no one proclaims your name.

Who praises you from the grave?r

6I am worn outs from my groaning.t

All night long I flood my bed with weepingu

and drench my couch with tears.v

7My eyes grow weakw with sorrow;

they fail because of all my foes.

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Cross references

  1. rPs 30:9; 88:10–12; 115:17; Ecc 9:10; Isa 38:18
  2. sSee Jdg 8:5
  3. tSee Job 3:24; See 23:2; Ps 12:5; 77:3; 102:5; La 1:8, 11, 21, 22
  4. uSee Job 16:16
  5. vSee Job 7:3; Lk 7:38; Ac 20:19
  6. wSee Job 16:8; Ps 31:9; 69:3; 119:82; Isa 38:14

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ESVEnglish Standard Version

For in death there is no remembrance of you;

in Sheol who will give you praise?

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.

Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles

CSBChristian Standard Bible

For there is no remembrance of you in death;

who can thank you in Sheol?

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.

Copyright 2017 Holman Bible Publishers

NLTNew Living Translation

For the dead do not remember you.

Who can praise you from the grave?

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.

Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers. All rights reserved.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

For there is no remembrance of you in death.

In Sheol, who will give thanks to you?

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.

Copyright 2012 Lexham Press

KJV 1900King James Version

For in death there is no remembrance of thee:

In the grave who shall give thee thanks?

I am weary with my groaning;

All the night make I my bed to swim;

I water my couch with my tears.

Mine eye is consumed because of grief;

It waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

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