New International Reader's Version

Psalm 6

Psalm 6

For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David to be played on stringed instruments.

Lord, don’t correct me when you are angry.
    Don’t punish me when you are very angry.
Lord, have mercy on me. I’m so weak.
    Lord, heal me. My body is full of pain.
My soul is very troubled.
    Lord, how long will it be until you save me?

Lord, turn to me and help me.
    Save me. Your love never fails.
Dead people can’t call out your name.
    How can they praise you when they are in the grave?

My groaning has worn me out.
    All night long my tears flood my bed.
    My bed is wet because of my crying.
I’m so sad I can’t see very well.
    My eyesight gets worse because of all my enemies.

Get away from me, all you who do evil.
    The Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my cry for his mercy.
    The Lord accepts my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be covered with shame and trouble.
    They will turn back in shame. It will happen suddenly.

The Message

Psalm 6

A David Psalm

11-2 Please, God, no more yelling,
    no more trips to the woodshed.
Treat me nice for a change;
    I’m so starved for affection.

2-3 Can’t you see I’m black-and-blue,
    beat up badly in bones and soul?
God, how long will it take
    for you to let up?

4-5 Break in, God, and break up this fight;
    if you love me at all, get me out of here.
I’m no good to you dead, am I?
    I can’t sing in your choir if I’m buried in some tomb!

6-7 I’m tired of all this—so tired. My bed
    has been floating forty days and nights
On the flood of my tears.
    My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears.
The sockets of my eyes are black holes;
    nearly blind, I squint and grope.

8-9 Get out of here, you Devil’s crew:
    at last God has heard my sobs.
My requests have all been granted,
    my prayers are answered.

10 Cowards, my enemies disappear.
Disgraced, they turn tail and run.