1 O Lord, rebuke me not in your wrath, neither chasten me in your anger.

2 Pity me, O Lord; for I am weak: heal me, O Lord; for my bones are vexed.

3 My soul also is grievously vexed: but you, O Lord, how long?

4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: save me for your mercy's sake.

5 For in death no man remembers you: and who will give you thanks in Hades?

6 *Gr. I have laboured. I am wearied with my groaning; I shall wash my bed every night; I shall water my couch with tears.

7 My eye is troubled because of my wrath; I am worn out because of all my enemies.

8 Depart from me, all you⌃ that work iniquity; for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The Lord has listened to my petition; the Lord has accepted my prayer.

10 Let all my enemies be put to shame and sore troubled: let them be turned back and grievously put to shame speedily.