Yahweh, do not rebuke me in your anger;

    Do not discipline me in your hot displeasure.

Have mercy upon me, Yahweh, for I am frail;

    Heal me, Yahweh, for my bones are disturbed/dismayed.

My innermost being is very disturbed/dismayed--

    As for you, Yahweh, how long?

Turn, Yahweh, rescue my life;

    Save me for the sake of your loyal love.

For in the realm of death it is impossible to remember you;

    In Sheol who could offer you praise?

I grow weary with my groaning;

    I saturate my bed every night with crying;

My eye wastes away with vexation;

    It grows weak because of all my foes.

Get away from me, all you who work mischief/injustice;

    For Yahweh has heard my supplication for mercy;

    Yahweh accepts my prayer.

Let all my enemies be ashamed and disturbed/dismayed;

    Let them be turned back and put to shame in a moment.

© 2000 Ralph W. Klein

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