To the chief Musicianon NeginothuponSheminith, A Psalmof David. O LORD, rebukeme notin thine anger, neitherchastenme in thy hot displeasure. Have mercyupon me, O LORD; forI am weak: O LORD, healme; formy bonesare vexed. My soulis also sorevexed: but thou, O LORD, how long? Return, O LORD, delivermy soul: oh saveme for thy mercies' sake. Forin death there is noremembranceof thee: in the gravewhoshall give thee thanks? I am wearywith my groaning; allthe nightmake I my bedto swim; I watermy couchwith my tears. Mine eyeis consumedbecause of grief; it waxeth oldbecause of allmine enemies. Departfromme, allye workersof iniquity; forthe LORDhath heardthe voiceof my weeping. The LORDhath heardmy supplication; the LORDwill receivemy prayer. Let allmine enemiesbe ashamedand sorevexed: let them return and be ashamedsuddenly.