"To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David." O LORD, ^a rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

(a) Though I deserve destruction, yet let your mercy pity my frailty.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my ^b bones are vexed.

(b) For my whole strength is abated.

^c My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?

(c) His conscience is also touched with the fear of God's judgment.

For in ^d death [there is] no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

(d) He laments that opportunity should be taken from him to praise God in the congregation.

^e Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.

(e) God sends comfort and boldness in affliction, that we may triumph over our enemies.

Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return [and] be ashamed ^f suddenly.

(f) When the wicked think the godly will perish, God delivers them suddenly, and destroys their enemies.