- To him that excelleth on Neginoth vpon the eight tune.
A Psalme of Dauid.
- 1
- O lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
- 2
- Haue mercie vpon me, O Lorde, for I am weake: O Lord heale me, for my bones are vexed.
- 3
- My soule is also sore troubled: but Lorde how long wilt thou delay?
- 4
- Returne, O Lord: deliuer my soule: saue me for thy mercies sake.
- 5
- For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the graue who shall prayse thee?
- 6
- I fainted in my mourning: I cause my bed euery night to swimme, and water my couch with my teares.
- 7
- Mine eye is dimmed for despight, and sunke in because of all mine enemies.
- 8
- Away from mee all ye workers of iniquitie: for the Lorde hath heard the voyce of my weeping.
- 9
- The Lord hath heard my petition: the Lord will receiue my prayer.
- 10
- All mine enemies shall be confounded and sore vexed: they shall be turned backe, and put to shame suddenly.
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