Psalm 6 - 2nd Version
Psalm 6
WINDSOR (DUNDEE)  |  Same-Tune Hymns  |  Bible Passage
Author: 1650 Scottish Psalter
Musician: Damon's Psalter, The Second Booke of the Musicke, 1591
Rhythm as in Scottish Psalter, 1615

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   1  In thy great indignätion,
         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 vexèd are.

   3  My soul is vexèd 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 causèd for to swim; with tears
         my couch I waterèd.
   7  By reason of my vexing grief
         mine eye consumèd 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 supplicätion
         the Lord did hearing give:
      When I to him my prayèr make,
         the Lord will it receive.

  10  Let all be shamed and troubled sore,
         that en'mies are to me;
      Let them turn back, and suddenly
         ashamèd let them be.


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BIBLE PASSAGE:

1 ¶ O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 ¶ Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.