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 turnèd 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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