Psalm 6:7

4 Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, And save me for your lovingkindness` sake.

5 For in death there is no memory of you. In Sheol, who shall give you thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.

7 My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.

8 Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, For Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.

9 Yahweh has heard my supplication. Yahweh will receive my prayer.

10 May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly. Psalm 7 A meditation by David, which he sang to Yahweh, concerning the words of Cush, the Benjamite.