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Psalm 6:2–7

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Have mercy on me,b Lord, for I am faint;c

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

My soul is in deep anguish.f

How long,g Lord, how long?

Turn,h Lord, and deliver me;

save me because of your unfailing love.i

Among the dead no one proclaims your name.

Who praises you from the grave?j

I am worn outk from my groaning.l

All night long I flood my bed with weepingm

and drench my couch with tears.n

My eyes grow weako with sorrow;

they fail because of all my foes.

Read in Logos
Psalm 6:4: Turn, O Lord, deliver my life; save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

Cross references

  1. bPs 4:1; 26:11; Jer 3:12; 12:15; 31:20
  2. cPs 61:2; 77:3; 142:3; Isa 40:31; Jer 8:18; Eze 21:7
  3. d Nu 12:13
  4. ePs 22:14; 31:10; 32:3; 38:3; 42:10; 102:3
  5. f Job 7:11; Ps 31:7; 38:8; 55:4; Jn 12:27; Ro 9:2; 2Co 2:4
  6. g1Sa 1:14; 1Ki 18:21; Ps 4:2; 89:46; Isa 6:11; Jer 4:14; Hab 1:2; Zec 1:12
  7. hPs 25:16; 31:2; 69:16; 71:2; 86:16; 88:2; 102:2; 119:132
  8. iPs 13:5; 31:16; 77:8; 85:7; 119:41; Isa 54:8,10
  9. jPs 30:9; 88:10–12; 115:17; Ecc 9:10; Isa 38:18
  10. k Jdg 8:5
  11. l Job 3:24; 23:2; Ps 12:5; 77:3; 102:5; La 1:8,11,21,22
  12. m Job 16:16
  13. n Job 7:3; Lk 7:38; Ac 20:19
  14. o Job 16:8; Ps 31:9; 69:3; 119:82; Isa 38:14

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

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

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

My soul also is greatly troubled.

But you, O Lord—how long?

Turn, O Lord, deliver my life;

save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

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.

NIVNew International Version (2011)

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

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

My soul is in deep anguish.

How long, Lord, how long?

Turn, Lord, and deliver me;

save me because of your unfailing love.

Among the dead no one proclaims your name.

Who praises you from the grave?

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.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

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

heal me, Lord, for my bones are shaking;

my whole being is shaken with terror.

And you, Lord—how long?

Turn, Lord! Rescue me;

save me because of your faithful love.

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.

NLTNew Living Translation

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

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

I am sick at heart.

How long, O Lord, until you restore me?

Return, O Lord, and rescue me.

Save me because of your unfailing love.

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.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

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

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

My soul is also very terrified.

But you, O Yahweh, how long?

Turn, O Yahweh; deliver my life.

Save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

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.

KJV 1900King James Version

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

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

My soul is also sore vexed:

But thou, O Lord, how long?

Return, O Lord, deliver my soul:

Oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.

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.