
Psalm 6
Psalm 6:1[1] Yahveh, do not respond to me with your anger; do not discipline me with your wrath.
Psalm 6:2 Demonstrate your grace to me, Yahveh, because I am depressed; heal me, Yahveh, because my bones keep shaking;
Psalm 6:3 my throat is very disturbed. And you, Yahveh — when… until when?
Psalm 6:4 Come back, Yahveh! Rescue my neck; help me because of your covenant faithfulness.
Psalm 6:5 Because there is no celebration of you at death; who can praise you in Sheol?
Psalm 6:6 I am worn out from my groaning; with my tears, I soak my bed and drown my couch every night.
Psalm 6:7 My vision dims from grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
Psalm 6:8 Get away from me, all evildoers, because Yahveh has heard the sound of my weeping.
Psalm 6:9 Yahveh has heard my plea for help; Yahveh accepts my prayer.
Psalm 6:10 All my enemies will be ashamed and shake with terror; they will turn around and suddenly be shamed.
[1]superscription: A Psalm of David.
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Maranatha Daily Devotional – Monday, February 20, 2023
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