1 For the music director; with stringed instruments, upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David. LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger, Nor discipline me in Your wrath.
2 Be gracious to me, LORD, for I am frail; Heal me, LORD, for my bones are horrified.
3 And my soul is greatly horrified; But You, LORD—how long?
4 Return, LORD, rescue my soul; Save me because of Your mercy.
5 For there is no mention of You in death; In Sheol, who will praise You?
6 I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I flood my couch with my tears.
7 My eye has wasted away with grief; It has grown old because of all my enemies.
8 Leave me, all you who practice injustice, For the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping.
9 The LORD has heard my pleading, The LORD receives my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be put to shame and greatly horrified; They shall turn back, they will suddenly be put to shame.