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Psalm 6

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Chapter interpretations

6:1

см.:Пс.37:2;Иер.10:24;

6:3

6:4

6:5

см.:Пс.29:10;

6:7

см.:Иов.17:7;

см.:Пс.118:115;Мф.7:23;

6:10

см.:Пс.34:4;

Psalm 29

см.:2Цар.5:11;

см.:Пс.34:19;

см.:Втор.32:39;

см.:1Цар.2:6;Пс.85:13;

см.:Пс.96:12;

см.:Ис.54:8;

см.:Иов.29:18;

29:8

29:9

см.:Пс.6:6;Ис.38:18;

29:11

29:12

см.:Пс.15:9;

Psalm 87

см.:1Пар.25:5;

87:2

87:3

87:4

см.:Пс.27:1;Плач.3:6;

см.:Иов.10:21;

87:7

87:8

см.:Иов.30:10;Пс.30:12;Пс.37:12;

87:10

см.:Пс.6:6;

87:12

см.:Иов.10:21-22;

87:14

87:15

см.:Иов.19:7;

87:17

см.:Пс.21:13;

87:19

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Prayer for Recovery from Grave Illness.
To the leader: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

O Lord , do not rebuke me in your anger, or discipline me in your wrath.

Be gracious to me, O Lord , for I am languishing; O Lord , heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror.

My soul also is struck with terror, while you, O Lord —how long?

Turn, O Lord , save my life; deliver me for the sake of your steadfast love.

For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who can give you praise?

I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.

My eyes waste away because of grief; they grow weak because of all my foes.

Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

The Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord accepts my prayer.

All my enemies shall be ashamed and struck with terror; they shall turn back, and in a moment be put to shame.

^30:0Thanksgiving for Recovery from Grave Illness.
A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the temple. Of David.

^30:1I will extol you, O Lord , for you have drawn me up, and did not let my foes rejoice over me.

^30:2O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.

^30:3O Lord , you brought up my soul from Sheol, restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.

^30:4Sing praises to the Lord , O you his faithful ones, and give thanks to his holy name.

^30:5For his anger is but for a moment; his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning.

^30:6As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”

^30:7By your favor, O Lord , you had established me as a strong mountain; you hid your face; I was dismayed.

^30:8To you, O Lord , I cried, and to the Lord I made supplication:

^30:9“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the Pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?

^30:10Hear, O Lord , and be gracious to me! O Lord , be my helper!”

^30:11You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

^30:12so that my soul may praise you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

^88:0Prayer for Help in Despondency.
A Song. A Psalm of the Korahites. To the leader: according to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite.

^88:1O Lord , God of my salvation, when, at night, I cry out in your presence,

^88:2let my prayer come before you; incline your ear to my cry.

^88:3For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.

^88:4I am counted among those who go down to the Pit; I am like those who have no help,

^88:5like those forsaken among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, like those whom you remember no more, for they are cut off from your hand.

^88:6You have put me in the depths of the Pit, in the regions dark and deep.

^88:7Your wrath lies heavy upon me, and you overwhelm me with all your waves. Selah

^88:8You have caused my companions to shun me; you have made me a thing of horror to them. I am shut in so that I cannot escape;

^88:9my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call on you, O Lord ; I spread out my hands to you.

^88:10Do you work wonders for the dead? Do the shades rise up to praise you? Selah

^88:11Is your steadfast love declared in the grave, or your faithfulness in Abaddon?

^88:12Are your wonders known in the darkness, or your saving help in the land of forgetfulness?

^88:13But I, O Lord , cry out to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.

^88:14O Lord , why do you cast me off? Why do you hide your face from me?

^88:15Wretched and close to death from my youth up, I suffer your terrors; I am desperate.

^88:16Your wrath has swept over me; your dread assaults destroy me.

^88:17They surround me like a flood all day long; from all sides they close in on me.

^88:18You have caused friend and neighbor to shun me; my companions are in darkness.