(a) Though I deserve destruction, yet let your mercy pity my frailty.

2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my {b} bones are vexed.

(b) For my whole strength is abated.

3 {c} My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?

(c) His conscience is also touched with the fear of God's judgment.

4 Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.

5 For in {d} death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

(d) He laments that opportunity should be taken from him to praise God in the congregation.

6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

8 {e} Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.

(e) God sends comfort and boldness in affliction, that we may triumph over our enemies.

9 The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.

10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed {f} suddenly.

(f) When the wicked think the godly will perish, God delivers them suddenly, and destroys their enemies.