Chapter 6

6:1 To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. O LORD, ^a rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

(a) Though I deserve destruction, yet let your mercy pity my frailty.

6:2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my ^b bones are vexed.

(b) For my whole strength is abated.

6:3 ^c My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?

(c) His conscience is also touched with the fear of Gods judgment.

6:5 For in ^d death [there is] no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

(d) He laments that opportunity should be taken from him to praise God in the congregation.

6:8 ^e Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.

(e) God sends comfort and boldness in affliction, that we may triumph over our enemies.

6:10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return [and] be ashamed ^f suddenly.

(f) When the wicked think the godly will perish, God delivers them suddenly, and destroys their enemies.