January 8, 2007

Psalm 6

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A reminder: I’ve prepared these psalms for our liturgy, trying to be as accurate in my translation as possible.  The alternation between plain text and bold is for responsive reading.  I invite feedback on the translation!

For the director.
With stringed instruments.
On the Eight-string.
A Psalm.
By David.

Yahweh, do not rebuke me in your anger
Nor in your wrath chasten me.
Be gracious to me, Yahweh, because I am withered;
Heal me, Yahweh, for my bones are terrified.
And my soul is greatly terrified.
But you, Yahweh — how long?

Turn, Yahweh!  Deliver my soul!
Save me for your loyalty’s sake!
Because in death there is no memorial for you.
In Sheol, who will give thanks to you?

I am weary with my groaning.
All night I flood my bed;
With my tears I drench my couch.

Weak from sorrow is my eye;
It grows old because of all my oppressors.

Depart from me, all you who make trouble,
Because Yahweh has heard the sound of my weeping.
Yahweh has heard my supplication;
Yahweh receives my prayer.
Shamed and greatly terrified are all my enemies!
They turn!  They are suddenly shamed!

[Updated: February 20, 2009.]

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