Psalm 6
David Koyzis ©
- O Lord, do not chastise me,
Nor in Your wrath despise me.
Be merciful, O Lord.
My strength is slowly failing,
My bones within are wailing:
How long, how long, O Lord?
- Turn to me, Lord, and save me;
Rescue me in Your mercy,
And show Your loving ways.
In death who will remember?
For in its endless slumber
No one can sing Your praise.
- Weary am I with groaning;
Through many nights of moaning
I drench my bed with tears.
My eyes are sore from grieving,
Since foes who are deceiving
Have preyed upon my fears.
- Out of my sight, transgressors!
Fly from me, cruel oppressors!
The Lord has heard my cries.
He's answered my petitions;
My enemies' ambitions
Have met their sure demise.