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| 1. | Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave. |
| 2. | O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath. |
| 3. | Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. |
| 4. | And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long? |
| 5. | Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy's sake. |
| 6. | For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell? |
| 7. | I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears. |
| 8. | My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies. |
| 9. | Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping. |
| 10. | The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer. |
| 11. | Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily. |