
Psalm 6 NIV - Psalm 6 - For the director of music. - Bible ...
6 I am worn out from my groaning. and drench my couch with tears. they fail because of all my foes. for the Lord has heard my weeping. the Lord accepts my prayer. they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame. Psalm 6:1 In Hebrew texts 6:1-10 is numbered 6:2-11.
Psalm 6 KJV - O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, - Bible ...
6 O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. 2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed. 3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long? 4 Return, O Lord, …
Psalms 6 - NIV - LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or ...
Psalms 6 LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline me in your wrath. Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint; heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in deep anguish.
PSALMS CHAPTER 6 KJV - King James Bible Online
O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. 2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed. 3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long? 4 Return, …
Psalm 6 - Bible Hub
6 I am weary from groaning; all night I flood my bed with weeping . and drench my couch with tears. 7 My eyes fail from grief; they grow dim because of all my foes. 8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for the LORD has heard my weeping. 9 The LORD has heard my cry for mercy; the LORD accepts my prayer.
Psalms 6 | NIV Bible | YouVersion
heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony. 3 My soul is in deep anguish. How long, Lord, how long? save me because of your unfailing love. 5 Among the dead no one proclaims your name. Who praises you from the grave? 6 I am worn out from my groaning. and drench my couch with tears. they fail because of all my foes. for the Lord has heard my weeping.
Psalm 6 NKJV - A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress - Bible ...
6 I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears. 7 My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my enemies.