The Message Bible MSG
King James Version KJV
1 Please, God, no more yelling, no more trips to the woodshed.
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O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Treat me nice for a change; I'm so starved for affection. Can't you see I'm black and blue,
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Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
3 and soul? God, how long will it take for you to let up?
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My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
4 Break in, God, and break up this fight; if you love me at all, get me out of here.
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Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
5 I'm no good to you dead, am I? I can't sing in your choir if I'm buried in some tomb!
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For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 I'm tired of all this - so tired. My bed has been floating forty days and nights On the flood of my tears. My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears.
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I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 The sockets of my eyes are black holes; nearly blind, I squint and grope.
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Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 Get out of here, you Devil's crew: at last God has heard my sobs.
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Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 My requests have all been granted, my prayers are answered.
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The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Cowards, my enemies disappear. Disgraced, they turn tail and run.
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Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
The King James Version is in the public domain.