Psalmi 6

VULGATA	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 In finem, in carminibus. Psalmus David. Pro octava.	1 O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Domine, ne in furore tuo arguas me, neque in ira tua corripias me.	2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
3 Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam infirmus sum ; sana me, Domine, quoniam conturbata sunt ossa mea.	3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4 Et anima mea turbata est valde ; sed tu, Domine, usquequo ?	4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
5 Convertere, Domine, et eripe animam meam ; salvum me fac propter misericordiam tuam.	5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 Quoniam non est in morte qui memor sit tui ; in inferno autem quis confitebitur tibi ?	6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 Laboravi in gemitu meo ; lavabo per singulas noctes lectum meum : lacrimis meis stratum meum rigabo.	7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 Turbatus est a furore oculus meus ; inveteravi inter omnes inimicos meos.	8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 Discedite a me omnes qui operamini iniquitatem, quoniam exaudivit Dominus vocem fletus mei.	9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Exaudivit Dominus deprecationem meam ; Dominus orationem meam suscepit.	10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
11 Erubescant, et conturbentur vehementer, omnes inimici mei ; convertantur, et erubescant valde velociter.