1 O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.2 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, - for dismayed are my bones:3 Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh - how long?4 Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;5 For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, - In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee?6 I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, - With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:7 My face, is all sunken with sorrow, - it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:9 Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.10 Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.
