1Für den Chorleiter: Ein Psalm Davids, zu begleiten auf einem achtsaitigen Saiteninstrument[1].2Ach HERR, züchtige mich nicht in deinem Zorn, strafe mich nicht in deiner Wut! (Ps 2,5; Ps 38,2)3Hab Erbarmen mit mir, HERR, denn ich bin schwach. Heile mich, HERR, denn mein Körper leidet Qualen (Ps 22,15)4und mein Herz ist krank. Wie lange noch, HERR? (Ps 88,4; Ps 90,13; Joh 12,27)5Komm wieder, HERR, und rette mich. Hilf mir, weil du so gnädig bist. (Ps 17,14)6Denn wer wird im Tod noch an dich denken? Wer soll dich aus dem Grab[2] heraus loben? (Ps 30,10; Jes 38,18)7Ich bin erschöpft vom Klagen. Die ganze Nacht tränke ich mein Bett mit Tränen, mein Kissen ist nass vom Weinen. (Ps 42,4; Ps 69,4)8Mein Blick ist getrübt vom Kummer, meine Augen sind müde, weil ich so viele Feinde habe. (Ps 31,9)9Fort mit euch, die ihr Böses tut, denn der HERR hat mein Weinen gehört.10Der HERR hat mein Bitten vernommen, er wird mein Gebet erhören.11Tief erschreckt und beschämt werden meine Feinde die Flucht ergreifen, sie werden beschämt abziehen. (Ps 71,24; Ps 73,19)
For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David to be played on stringed instruments.
1LORD, don’t correct me when you are angry. Don’t punish me when you are very angry.2LORD, have mercy on me. I’m so weak. LORD, heal me. My body is full of pain.3My soul is very troubled. LORD, how long will it be until you save me?4LORD, turn to me and help me. Save me. Your love never fails.5Dead people can’t call out your name. How can they praise you when they are in the grave?6My groaning has worn me out. All night long my tears flood my bed. My bed is wet because of my crying.7I’m so sad I can’t see very well. My eyesight gets worse because of all my enemies.8Get away from me, all you who do evil. The LORD has heard my weeping.9The LORD has heard my cry for his mercy. The LORD accepts my prayer.10All my enemies will be covered with shame and trouble. They will turn back in shame. It will happen suddenly.
1To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith.[1] A Psalm of David. O Lord, rebuke me not in your anger, nor discipline me in your wrath. (1Chr 15,21; Ps 38,1; Ps 94,12; Ps 118,18; Spr 3,11; Jer 30,11; Jer 46,28; Hebr 12,3)2Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. (Ps 30,2; Ps 31,10; Ps 41,4; Ps 103,3)3My soul also is greatly troubled. But you, O Lord—how long? (Ps 90,13; Joh 12,27)4Turn, O Lord, deliver my life; save me for the sake of your steadfast love.5For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who will give you praise? (Ps 30,9; Ps 88,10; Ps 115,17; Jes 38,18)6I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping. (Ps 38,9; Ps 69,3)7My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes. (Hi 17,7; Ps 31,9; Ps 38,10; Ps 88,9; Kla 2,11; Kla 5,17)8Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping. (Ps 3,4; Ps 94,4; Ps 119,115; Ps 139,19; Mt 7,23; Mt 25,41; Lk 13,27)9The Lord has heard my plea; the Lord accepts my prayer. (1Kön 8,38; Ps 55,1)10All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled; they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment. (Ps 40,14; Ps 56,9)