Psalm 6 First Version (Duke Street LM)

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 areOf thee shall no remembrance have;And who is he that will to theeGive praises lying in the grave?6 I with my groaning weary am,I also all the night my bedHave caused for to swim; and IWith tears my couch have watered.7 Mine eye, consum’d 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 graciously10 Sham’d and sore vex’d be all my foes,Sham’d and back turned suddenly.