3 My soul also is greatly
atroubled;
But You, O
Lord—how long?
4 Return, O
Lord, deliver me!
Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!
5 aFor in death
there is no remembrance of You;
In the grave who will give You thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning;
1All night I make my bed swim;
I drench my couch with my tears.
7 aMy eye wastes away because of grief;
It grows old because of all my enemies.
8 aDepart from me, all you workers of iniquity;
For the
Lord has
bheard the voice of my weeping.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
