Psalms 6:2
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; for I am withered away: O Jehovah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
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3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
4Return, O Jehovah, deliver my soul: Save me for thy lovingkindness' sake.
3Jehovah will support him upon the couch of languishing: Thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
4I said, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me: Heal my soul; For I have sinned against thee.
1[For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments, set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David]. O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
9Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah, for I am in distress: Mine eye wasteth away with grief, [yea], my soul and my body.
10For my life is spent with sorrow, And my years with sighing: My strength faileth because of mine iniquity, And my bones are wasted away.
2O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
6I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7For my loins are filled with burning; And there is no soundness in my flesh.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; For I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged: Oh bring thou me out of my distresses.
10Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me: Jehovah, be thou my helper.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
13Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction [which I suffer] of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;
14Heal me, O Jehovah, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning My bones cleave to my flesh.
22For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
1[A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance]. O Jehovah, rebuke me not in thy wrath; Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
3There is no soundness in my flesh because of thine indignation; Neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.
20Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
14I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
15My strength is dried up like a potsherd; And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
26Help me, O Jehovah my God; Oh save me according to thy lovingkindness:
16And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
8Make me to hear joy and gladness, That the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
11Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
4Then called I upon the name of Jehovah: O Jehovah, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
5Gracious is Jehovah, and righteous; Yea, our God is merciful.
6Jehovah preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he saved me.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
6Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.
3Be merciful unto me, O Lord; For unto thee do I cry all the day long.
7Hear, O Jehovah, when I cry with my voice: Have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
1[For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David; when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba]. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: According to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
13From on high hath he sent fire into my bones, and it prevaileth against them; He hath spread a net for my feet, he hath turned me back: He hath made me desolate and faint all the day.
1[For the Chief Musician; [set to] Al-tashheth. [A Psalm] of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul, in the cave]. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; For my soul taketh refuge in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, Until [these] calamities be overpast.
107I am afflicted very much: Quicken me, O Jehovah, according unto thy word.
7I will be glad and rejoice in thy lovingkindness; For thou hast seen my affliction: Thou hast known my soul in adversities;
6I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
13Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.
16Answer me, O Jehovah; for thy lovingkindness is good: According to the multitude of thy tender mercies turn thou unto me.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
28My soul melteth for heaviness: Strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
76Let, I pray thee, thy lovingkindness be for my comfort, According to thy word unto thy servant.
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.