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rebuke me not in thine anger,
neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
Have mercy upon me,
for I am weak:
for my bones are vexed.
My soul is also sore vexed:
deliver my soul:
oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
For in death there is no remembrance of thee:
in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
I am weary with my groaning;
all the night make I my bed to swim;
I water my couch with my tears.
Mine eye is consumed because of grief;
it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
Depart from me,
all ye workers of iniquity;
for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
The LORD hath heard my supplication;
the LORD will receive my prayer.
Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed:
let them return and be ashamed suddenly.