Don't punish me in your anger!
I am worn out, O Lord; have pity on me!
Give me strength; I am completely exhausted and my whole being is deeply troubled.
How long, O Lord, will you wait to help me?
Come and save me, Lord; in your mercy rescue me from death.
In the world of the dead you are not remembered; no one can praise you there.
I am worn out with grief; every night my bed is damp from my weeping; my pillow is soaked with tears.
I can hardly see; my eyes are so swollen
from the weeping caused by my enemies.
Keep away from me, you evil people!
The Lord hears my weeping; he listens to my cry for help and will answer my prayer.
My enemies will know the bitter shame of defeat; in sudden confusion they will be driven away.
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