Psalm 6

Words: The Scottish Psalter

Long Metre Tunes (A Common Metre version is also available on this page.)

To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith,
A Psalm of David.

   1  Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not;
      Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.
   2  Lord, pity me, for I am weak:
      Heal me, for my bones vexed be.
   3  My soul is also vexed sore;
      But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make
   4  Return, O Lord, my soul set free;
      O save me, for thy mercies' sake.
   5  Because those that deceased are
      Of thee shall no remembrance have;
      And who is he that will to thee
      Give praises lying in the grave?
   6  I with my groaning weary am,
      I also all the night my bed
      Have caused for to swim; and I
      With tears my couch have watered.
   7  Mine eye, consumed with grief, grows old,
      Because of all mine enemies.
   8  Hence from me, wicked workers all;
      For God hath heard my weeping cries.
   9  God hath my supplication heard,
      My pray'r received graciously
  10  Shamed and sore vexed be all my foes,
      Shamed and back turn�d suddenly.

Common Metre Tunes

To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith,
A Psalm of David.

   1  In thy great indignation,
         O Lord, rebuke me not;
      Nor on me lay thy chast 'ning hand,
         in thy displeasure hot.
   2  Lord, I am weak, therefore on me
         have mercy, and me spare:
      Heal me, O Lord, because thou know'st
         my bones much vexed are.
   3  My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord,
          how long stay wilt thou make?
   4  Return, Lord, free my soul; and save
         me, for thy mercies' sake.
   5  Because of thee in death there shall
         no more remembrance be:
      Of those that in the grave do lie,
         who shall give thanks to thee?
   6  I with my groaning weary am,
         and all the night my bed
      I caused for to swim; with tears
         my couch I watered.
   7  By reason of my vexing grief,
         mine eye consumed is;
      It waxeth old, because of all
         that be mine enemies.
   8  But now, depart from me all ye
         that work iniquity:
      For why? the Lord hath heard my voice,
         when I did mourn and cry.
   9  Unto my supplication
         the Lord did hearing give:
      When I to him my prayer make,
         the Lord will it receive.
  10  Let all be shamed and troubled sore,
         That en'mies are to me;
      Let them turn back, and suddenly
         ashamed let them be.


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