Psalm 6:

 
 
Psalm 6:   Oh Lord do not Rebuke me in your anger, Nor chasten me in your hot displeasure. Have Mercy on my Lord for I am weak,... O Lord heal me,for my bones are troubleled. My soul is also greatly troubled; but you, O Lord,-how long. Return, O Lord, deliever me. oh save me for mercies  sake! for in death there is no rememberance of you; in the grave who will give you thanks? I am weary with my groaning, all night I make my bed swim, I drench my couch with my tears, my eyes waste away because of grief; it grows old because of my enimies. Depart from me,all your workers of inquity; for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. The Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord will receive  my prayer. Let all my enimies be ashamed and greatly troubled; let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly