A Prayer of Faith in Time of Distress

To the Chief Musician. With Stringed Instruments. On An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David.

1 O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger,
Nor chasten me in Your hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy on me, O LORD, for I am weak;
O LORD, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
3 My soul also is greatly troubled;
But You, O LORD—how long?

4 Return, O LORD, deliver me!
Oh, save me for Your mercies’ sake!
5 For in death there is no remembrance of You;
In the grave who will give You thanks?

Psalm 6:1-5
  • Lord, I know I am evil at times. I know I fail You in my flesh, but I ask for Your mercy.
  • Please do not rebuke me in Your anger. I deserve Your chastening, but I ask for your mercy.
  • I am weak and imperfect. Heal me, make me holy, I plead.
  • My bones are troubled. My inmost being is ill. Save me from this malady!
  • How long will I be troubled, O my Lord? How long will I suffer in my humanity?
  • I look for You, O Lord. Return to me and deliver me from my sinful ways.
  • Save me, because You are a merciful God!
  • If I die from my inward disease, or whether You judge me with sudden death, how will I remember You? How will I give You thanks?
  • I long to worship You. I long to remember You fondly and give You thanks for Your goodness.
  • Please look beyond my faults and save me. Your mercy will be extolled by my soul.
  • Your grace will be declared on the highest hills and in the lowest valleys.

6 I am weary with my groaning;
All night I make my bed swim;
I drench my couch with my tears.
7 My eye wastes away because of grief;
It grows old because of all my enemies.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity;
For the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The LORD has heard my supplication;
The LORD will receive my prayer.
10 Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled;
Let them turn back and be ashamed suddenly.

Psalm 6:6-10
  • I am weary from my weakness. I groan within from this need in my soul.
  • My bed is soaked with tears all night, and I cannot see the morning on the horizon.
  • I am blinded by my grief, and I feel as if I grow old because my enemies, physical and spiritual, hover all around me.
  • Yet, I can arise and rebuke my enemies. I can order them to depart from me.
  • Why? Because You, O Lord, hear my weeping, my supplication, my prayer, and You strengthen me.
  • You give me authority over my enemies. I can declare Your power to them and they must depart.
  • My enemies shall be ashamed and troubled, as they have troubled me.
  • Turn back, Satan, and leave me! Turn back, my enemies, and trouble me no more!
  • Be ashamed that you attacked a child of God, and run back to your lair to lick your wounds.
  • My God is powerful and greater than any enemy I may face.
  • He will deliver me from my enemies and from my own frailty.
  • Thank You, O Lord, for saving me!

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