Domine, ne in furore.

O LORD, rebuke me not in thine | indignation,

* neither chasten | me in thy displeasure.

2 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for | I am weak;

* O LORD, heal me, | for my bones are vexed.

3 My soul also is | sore troubled:

* but, LORD, how long | wilt thou punish me?

4 Turn thee, O LORD, and de -| -liver• my soul;

* O save me, | for thy mercy's sake.

5 For in death no man re- | -mem•bereth• thee;

* and who will give thee | thanks in the pit?

6 I am weary | of my groaning;

* every night wash I my bed, and water my | couch with my tears.

7 My beauty is gone for | very trouble,

* and worn away be- | -cause of all mine enemies.

8 Away from me, all ye that | work iniquity;

* for the LORD hath heard the | voice of my weeping.

9 The LORD hath heard | my petition;

* the LORD | will receive my prayer.

10 All mine enemies shall be confounded, and | sore vexed;

* they shall be turned back, and | put to shame suddenly.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.