[1]To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.[2]Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are agitated.[3]My soul is also greatly disquieted: but thou, O LORD, how long?[4]Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: Oh save me for thy mercies sake.[5]For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who will give thee thanks?[6]I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.[7]My eye is consumed because of grief; it groweth old because of all my enemies.[8]Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.[9]The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.[10]Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly disquieted: let them return and be suddenly ashamed.