O Lord, Deliver My Life
6For the choir director; with stringed instruments, upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David. O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger, Nor chasten me in Your wrath.
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Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am pining away; Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are dismayed.
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And my soul is greatly dismayed; But You, O Lord—how long?
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Return, O Lord, rescue my soul; Save me because of Your lovingkindness.
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For there is no mention of You in death; In Sheol who will give You thanks?
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I am weary with my sighing; Every night I make my bed swim, I dissolve my couch with my tears.
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My eye has wasted away with grief; It has become old because of all my adversaries.
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Depart from me, all you who do iniquity, For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.
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The Lord has heard my supplication, The Lord receives my prayer.
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All my enemies will be ashamed and greatly dismayed; They shall turn back, they will suddenly be ashamed.