God will heal the plea
Of the sick & restore joy
In the morning
For the director of music. For sheminith. A psalm of David to be played on stringed instruments.
Lord, don’t correct me when you are angry.
Don’t punish me when you are burning with anger.
2 Lord, have mercy on me. I’m so weak.
Lord, heal me. My body is full of pain.
3 My soul is very troubled.
Lord, how long will it be until you save me?
4 Lord, turn to me and help me.
Save me. Your love never fails.
5 People can’t remember you when they are dead.
How can they praise you when they are in the grave?
6 My groaning has worn me out.
All night long my tears flood my bed.
My bed is wet because of my crying.
7 I’m so sad I can’t see very well.
My eyesight gets worse because of all of my enemies.
8 Get away from me, all of you who do evil.
The Lord has heard my sobbing.
9 The Lord has heard my cry for his favour.
The Lord accepts my prayer.
10 All of my enemies will be troubled and put to shame.
They will turn back in dishonour. It will happen suddenly.