The Psalms

O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger, or discipline me in your wrath.

Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror.

My soul also is struck with terror, while you, O LORD--how long?

Turn, O LORD, save my life; deliver me for the sake of your steadfast love.

For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who can give you praise?

I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

My eyes waste away because of grief; they grow weak because of all my foes.

The LORD has heard my supplication; the LORD accepts my prayer.

All my enemies shall be ashamed and struck with terror; they shall turn back, and in a moment be put to shame.