[[To him that excelleth on Neginoth upon the eight tune.] A Psalm Chapter of David.][1]O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.[2]Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak: O Lord heal me, for my bones are vexed.[3]My soul is also sore troubled: but Lord how long wilt thou delay?[4]Return, O Lord: deliver my soul: save me for thy mercies' sake.[5]For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall praise thee?[6]I fainted in my mourning: I cause my bed every night to swim, and water my couch with my tears.[7]Mine eye is dimmed for despite, and sunk in because of all mine enemies.[8]Away from me all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.[9]The Lord hath heard my petition: the Lord will receive my prayer.[10]All mine enemies shall be confounded and sore vexed: they shall be turned back , and put to shame suddenly.