First Version ❧ Meter: LM/LMD · 8·8·8·8 (D)
To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.
1 Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me. 2 Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be.
3 My soul is also vexed sore; But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4 Return, O Lord, my soul set free; O save me, for thy mercies’ sake.
5 Because those that deceased are Of thee shall no remembrance have; And who is he that will to thee Give praises lying in the grave?
6 I with my groaning weary am, I also all the night my bed Have caused for to swim; and I With tears my couch have watered.
7 Mine eye, consum’d with grief, grows old, Because of all mine enemies. 8 Hence from me, wicked workers all; For God hath heard my weeping cries.
9 God hath my supplication heard, My pray’r received graciously 10 Sham’d and sore vex’d be all my foes, Sham’d and back turned suddenly.