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Psalm 6:2

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Have pity on me, O Lord, because I am weak. Heal me, O Lord, because my bones shake with terror.

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Let’s return to the Lord. Even though he has torn us to pieces, he will heal us. Even though he has wounded us, he will bandage our wounds.

My life is exhausted from sorrow, my years from groaning. My strength staggers under ⌞the weight of⌟ my guilt, and my bones waste away.

O Lord my God, I cried out to you for help, and you healed me.

Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed. Rescue me, and I will be rescued. You are the one I praise.

Let me hear ⌞sounds of⌟ joy and gladness. Let the bones that you have broken dance.

See, I am the only God. There are no others. I kill, and I make alive. I wound, and I heal, and no one can rescue you from my power.

My insides are filled with burning pain, and no healthy spot is left on my body.

No healthy spot is left on my body because of your rage. There is no peace in my bones because of my sin.

When I kept silent ⌞about my sins⌟, my bones began to weaken because of my groaning all day long.

Abraham prayed to God, and God healed Abimelech, his wife, and his female slaves so that they could have children.

The news about Jesus spread throughout Syria. People brought him everyone who was sick, those who suffered from any kind of disease or pain. They also brought epileptics, those who were paralyzed, and people possessed by demons, and he cured them all.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax. It has melted within me.

God injures, but he bandages. He beats you up, but his hands make you well.

So Moses cried to the Lord, “Please, God, heal her!”

He said, “If you will listen carefully to the Lord your God and do what he considers right, if you pay attention to his commands and obey all his laws, I will never make you suffer any of the diseases I made the Egyptians suffer, because I am the Lord, who heals you.”

“Have pity on me, my friends! Have pity on me because God’s hand has struck me down.

Your arrows have struck me. Your hand has struck me hard.

Correct me, O Lord, but please be fair. Don’t correct me when you’re angry. Otherwise, you’ll reduce me to nothing.




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