Psalms 6:2
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I [am] weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
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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.
3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
1 ¶ To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
9 ¶ Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, [yea], my soul and my belly.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
6 I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my loins are filled with a loathsome [disease]: and [there is] no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
16 Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I [am] desolate and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged: [O] bring thou me out of my distresses.
10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
4 My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble [which I suffer] of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
14 Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou [art] my praise.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
22 For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
1 ¶ A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance. O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.
3 [There is] no soundness in my flesh because of thine anger; neither [is there any] rest in my bones because of my sin.
20 Behold, O LORD; for I [am] in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home [there is] as death.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
26 Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy:
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness; [that] the bones [which] thou hast broken may rejoice.
11 Quicken me, O LORD, for thy name's sake: for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trouble.
4 Then called I upon the name of the LORD; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
5 Gracious [is] the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God [is] merciful.
6 The LORD preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
3 Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto thee daily.
7 ¶ Hear, O LORD, [when] I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
1 ¶ To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David, when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
13 From above 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 ¶ To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until [these] calamities be overpast.
107 ¶ I am afflicted very much: quicken me, O LORD, according unto thy word.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
13 Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me: O LORD, make haste to help me.
16 Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness [is] good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.
21 ¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
28 ¶ My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
76 ¶ Let, I pray thee, thy merciful kindness be for my comfort, according to thy word unto thy servant.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.