¹ [For the choirmaster For strings For the octachord Psalm Of David] Yahweh, let your rebuke to me not be in anger, your punishment not in the heat of wrath.

² Have pity on me, Yahweh, for I am fading away. Heal me, Yahweh, my bones are shaken,

³ my spirit is shaken to its very depths. But you, Yahweh . . . how long?

⁴ Yahweh, relent and save my life rescue me because of your faithful love,

⁵ for in death there is no remembrance of you; who could sing your praises in Sheol?

⁶ I am worn out with groaning, every night I drench my pillow and soak my bed with tears.

⁷ My eyes waste away with vexation. Arrogance from all my foes!

⁸ Away from me, all evil-doers! For Yahweh has heard the sound of my weeping,

⁹ Yahweh has heard my pleading. Yahweh will accept my prayer.

¹⁰ Let all my enemies be put to confusion, shaken to their depths, let them retreat in sudden confusion.