Psalm 6

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Yahweh, Rescue My Soul

For the choir director. With stringed instruments. According to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

O Yahweh, do not reprove me in Your anger,

Nor discipline me in Your wrath.

Be gracious to me, O Yahweh, for I am pining away;

Heal me, O Yahweh, for my bones are dismayed.

And my soul is greatly dismayed;

But You, O Yahweh—how long?

Return, O Yahweh, rescue my soul;

Save me because of Your lovingkindness.

For there is no remembrance of You in death;

In Sheol who will give You thanks?

I am weary with my sighing;

Every night I make my bed swim,

I flood my couch with my tears.

My eye has wasted away with grief;

It has become old because of all my adversaries.

Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,

For Yahweh has heard the sound of my weeping.

Yahweh has heard my supplication,

Yahweh receives my prayer.

All my enemies will be ashamed and greatly dismayed;

They shall turn back, they will suddenly be ashamed.

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Psalm 32

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You Forgave the Iniquity of My Sin

Of David. A Maskil.

How blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven,

Whose sin is covered!

How blessed is the man whose iniquity Yahweh will not take into account,

And in whose spirit there is no deceit!

When I kept silent about my sin, my bones wasted away

Through my groaning all day long.

For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me;

My vitality was drained away as with the heat of summer. Selah.

I acknowledged my sin to You,

And my iniquity I did not cover up;

I said, “I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh;”

And You forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

Therefore, let every holy one pray to You at a time when You may be found;

Surely in a flood of great waters they will not reach him.

You are my hiding place; You guard me from trouble;

You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.

I will give you insight and teach you in the way which you should go;

I will counsel you with My eye upon you.

Do not be as the horse or as the mule which have no understanding,

Whose harness are bit and bridle to control them,

Otherwise they will not come near you.

Many are the sorrows of the wicked,

But he who trusts in Yahweh, lovingkindness shall surround him.

Be glad in Yahweh and rejoice, you righteous ones;

And shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart.

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Psalm 38

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Do Not Forsake Me, O Yahweh

A Psalm of David. To bring to remembrance.

O Yahweh, reprove me not in Your wrath,

And discipline me not in Your burning anger.

For Your arrows have pressed deep into me,

And Your hand has pressed down upon me.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your indignation;

There is no health in my bones because of my sin.

For my iniquities go over my head;

As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

My wounds stink and rot

Because of my folly.

I am bent over and greatly bowed down;

I go mourning all day long.

For my loins are filled with burning,

And there is no soundness in my flesh.

I am faint and badly crushed;

I groan because of the agitation of my heart.

Lord, all my desire is before You;

And my sighing is not hidden from You.

My heart throbs, my strength forsakes me;

And the light of my eyes, even that has gone from me.

My loved ones and my friends stand aloof from my plague;

And my kinsmen stand afar off.

Those who search for my life lay snares for me;

And those who seek to do me evil have threatened destruction,

And they meditate on deception all day long.

But I, like a deaf man, do not hear;

And I am like a mute man who does not open his mouth.

And I am like a man who does not hear,

And in whose mouth are no reproofs.

For I wait on You, O Yahweh;

You will answer, O Lord my God.

For I said, “Save, lest they be glad over me,

Who, when my foot stumbles, magnify themselves against me.”

For I am ready to fall,

And my sorrow is continually before me.

For I confess my iniquity;

I am full of anxiety because of my sin.

But my enemies are vigorous and strong,

And those who wrongfully hate me abound.

And those who repay evil for good,

They accuse me, for I pursue what is good.

Do not forsake me, O Yahweh;

O my God, do not be far from me!

Make haste to help me,

O Lord, my salvation!

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Psalm 51

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Create in Me a Clean Heart, O God

For the choir director. A Psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

Be gracious to me, O God, according to Your lovingkindness;

According to the abundance of Your compassion blot out my transgressions.

Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity

And cleanse me from my sin.

For I know my transgressions,

And my sin is ever before me.

Against You, You only, I have sinned

And done what is evil in Your sight,

So that You are justified when You speak

And pure when You judge.

Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,

And in sin my mother conceived me.

Behold, You delight in truth in the innermost being,

And in the hidden part You will make me know wisdom.

Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;

Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

Make me to hear joy and gladness,

Let the bones which You have crushed rejoice.

Hide Your face from my sins

And blot out all my iniquities.

Create in me a clean heart, O God,

And renew a steadfast spirit within me.

Do not cast me away from Your presence

And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me.

Restore to me the joy of Your salvation

And sustain me with a willing spirit.

Then I will teach transgressors Your ways,

And sinners will be converted to You.

Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, the God of my salvation;

Then my tongue will joyfully sing of Your righteousness.

O Lord, open my lips,

That my mouth may declare Your praise.

For You do not delight in sacrifice, otherwise I would give it;

You are not pleased with burnt offering.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;

A broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.

By Your favor do good to Zion;

Build the walls of Jerusalem.

Then You will delight in righteous sacrifices,

In burnt offering and whole burnt offering;

Then young bulls will be offered on Your altar.

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Psalm 102

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Do Not Hide Your Face from Me

A Prayer of the afflicted when he is faint and pours out his complaint before Yahweh.

O Yahweh, hear my prayer!

And let my cry for help come to You.

Do not hide Your face from me in the day of my distress;

Incline Your ear to me;

In the day when I call answer me quickly.

For my days have vanished in smoke,

And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

My heart has been stricken like grass and it has dried up,

Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

Because of the sound of my groaning

My bones cling to my flesh.

I resemble a pelican of the wilderness;

I have become like an owl of the waste places.

I lie awake,

I have become like a lonely bird on a roof.

My enemies have reproached me all day long;

Those who ridicule me swear against me.

For I have eaten ashes like bread

And mixed my drinks with weeping

Because of Your indignation and Your wrath,

For You have lifted me up and cast me away.

My days are like an outstretched shadow,

And as for me, I dry up like grass.

But You, O Yahweh, abide forever,

And the remembrance of Your name from generation to generation.

You will arise and have compassion on Zion—

For it is time to be gracious to it,

For the appointed time has come.

For Your slaves find pleasure in its stones

And show grace to its dust—

So the nations will fear the name of Yahweh

And all the kings of the earth Your glory.

For Yahweh has built up Zion;

He has appeared in His glory.

He has turned toward the prayer of the destitute

And has not despised their prayer.

This will be written for the generation to come,

And a people yet to be created will praise Yah.

For He looked down from His holy height;

From heaven Yahweh gazed upon the earth,

To hear the groaning of the prisoner,

To set free those who were doomed to death,

To recount the name of Yahweh in Zion

And His praise in Jerusalem,

When the peoples are gathered together,

And the kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.

He has afflicted my strength in the way;

He has shortened my days.

I say, “O my God, do not take me away in the midst of my days,

Your years are from generation to all generations.

Of old You founded the earth,

And the heavens are the work of Your hands.

Even they will perish, but You will remain;

And all of them will wear out like a garment;

Like clothing You will change them and they will be changed.

But You are the same,

And Your years will not come to an end.

The children of Your slaves will dwell securely,

And their seed will be established before You.”

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Psalm 130

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Yahweh Will Redeem Israel

A Song of Ascents.

Out of the depths I called to You, O Yahweh.

O Lord, hear my voice!

Let Your ears be attentive

To the voice of my supplications.

If You should keep iniquities, O Yah,

O Lord, who could stand?

But with You there is forgiveness,

That You may be feared.

I hope for Yahweh, my soul does hope,

And for His word do I wait.

My soul waits for the Lord

More than the watchmen for the morning,

The watchmen for the morning.

O Israel, wait for Yahweh;

For with Yahweh there is lovingkindness,

And with Him is abundant redemption.

And it is He who will redeem Israel

From all his iniquities.

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Psalm 143

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My Soul Reaches for You

A Psalm of David.

O Yahweh, hear my prayer,

Give ear to my supplications!

Answer me in Your faithfulness, in Your righteousness!

And do not enter into judgment with Your slave,

For no one living is righteous in Your sight.

For the enemy has pursued my soul;

He has crushed my life to the ground;

He has made me inhabit dark places, like those who have long been dead.

Therefore my spirit was faint within me;

My heart was appalled within me.

I remember the days of old;

I meditate on all You have done;

I muse on the work of Your hands.

I stretch out my hands to You;

My soul reaches for You like a weary land. Selah.

Answer me quickly, O Yahweh, my spirit wastes away;

Do not hide Your face from me,

Or I will become like those who go down to the pit.

Cause me to hear Your lovingkindness in the morning;

For I trust in You;

Cause me to know the way in which I should walk;

For to You I lift up my soul.

Deliver me from my enemies, O Yahweh,

I have concealed myself in You.

Teach me to do Your will,

For You are my God;

Let Your good Spirit lead me on level ground.

For the sake of Your name, O Yahweh, revive me.

In Your righteousness bring my soul out of distress.

And in Your lovingkindness, cut off my enemies

And cause all those who assail my soul to perish,

For I am Your slave.

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