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(Of the Director; with string accompaniment; bass voices. A psalm of David’s.) 6 Jehovah, do not correct me in your anger nor chastise me in your ire; 2* Do me a kindness, Jehovah, because I am forlorn; make me well, Jehovah, because my bones are flinching. 3 My soul is flinching utterly; Jehovah, how long will you? 4 Come back, Jehovah, rescue my soul; save me for your friendship’s sake. 5 For in death there is no remembrance of you, in the world below who will give you thanks? 6 I am tired with moaning; all night I wash my bed with my tears; I melt down my bedstead. 7* My eyes have been wearing away for vexation, aging by all that distress me. 8 Away from me, all you that commit villainy, for Jehovah has heard the sound of my weeping, 9 Jehovah has heard my petition, Jehovah will receive my prayer. 10 All my enemies will be in great shame and consternation, will turn back and be in sudden shame.