O Lord, don’t rebuke me in Your anger or discipline me in Your rage. Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak. Heal me, Lord, for my bones grow weary. I am sick at heart. How long, O Lord, until. You restore me?
Return, O Lord, and rescue me. Save me because of Your unfailing love. For the dead do not remember You. Who can raise up from the grave?
I am worn out from sobbing. All night I flood my be bed with weeping, drenching it with my tears. My vision is blurred in grief; my eyes worn out because of all my enemies.
Go away, all you who do evil, for the Lord has heard my weeping. The Lord has heard my plea; the Lord will answer my prayer. May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.