Psalm 6, C.M.: In thy great indignation
Second Version (C.M.)
Meter: C.M. (8,6,8,6)
1 In thy great indignation, O Lord, rebuke me not; Nor on me lay thy chast ‘ning hand, in thy displeasure hot.
2 Lord, I am weak, therefore on me have mercy, and me spare: Heal me, O Lord, because thou know’st my bones much vexed are.
3 My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4 Return, Lord, free my soul; and save me, for thy mercies’ sake.
5 Because of thee in death there shall no more remembrance be: Of those that in the grave do lie, who shall give thanks to thee?
6 I with my groaning weary am, and all the night my bed I caused for to swim; with tears my couch I watered.
7 By reason of my vexing grief, mine eye consumed is; It waxeth old, because of all that be mine enemies.
8 But now, depart from me all ye that work iniquity: For why? the Lord hath heard my voice, when I did mourn and cry.
9 Unto my supplication the Lord did hearing give: When I to him my prayer make, the Lord will it receive.
10 Let all be sham’d and troubled sore, That en’mies are to me; Let them turn back, and suddenly ashamed let them be.