Psalm 6:8

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

Hence from me, wicked workers all; For God hath heard my weeping cries.

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God's near to all that call on him, in truth that on him call.

All ye that evil-doers are from me depart away; For the commandments of my God I purpose to obey.

I cry'd, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made.

Thou, Lord, wilt sure the wicked slay: hence from me bloody men.

For my distressed soul from death deliver'd was by thee: Thou didst my mourning eyes from tears, my feet from falling, free.

My wand'rings all what they have been thou know'st, their number took; Into thy bottle put my tears: are they not in thy book?

Because my life with grief is spent, my years with sighs and groans: My strength doth fail; and for my sin consumed are my bones.