4Return , O LORD,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.7
Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies .
8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.9
The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.10
Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sorevexed : let them return and be ashamedsuddenly.