[For the choir director. A Davidic psalm, when Nathan the prophet came to him after he had gone to Bathsheba.] Be gracious to me, God, according to Your faithful love; according to Your abundant compassion, blot out my rebellion.
Turn to me and be gracious to me, as is [Your] practice toward those who love Your name.
Consider me and answer, LORD, my God. Restore brightness to my eyes; otherwise, I will sleep in death,
Consider my enemies; they are numerous, and they hate me violently.
Consider my affliction and rescue me, for I have not forgotten Your instruction.
Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
So now, our God-- the great, mighty, and awe-inspiring God who keeps His gracious covenant-- do not view lightly all the hardships that have afflicted us, our kings and leaders, our priests and prophets, our ancestors and all Your people, from the days of the Assyrian kings until today.
Her uncleanness [stains] her skirts. She never considered her end. Her downfall was astonishing; there was no one to comfort her. LORD, look on my affliction, for the enemy triumphs!
All her people groan while they search for bread. They have traded their precious belongings for food in order to stay alive. LORD, look and see how I have become despised.
LORD, You brought me up from Sheol; You spared me from among those going down to the Pit.
For You delivered me from death, even my feet from stumbling, to walk before God in the light of life.
For Your faithful love for me is great, and You deliver my life from the depths of Sheol.
They loathed all food and came near the gates of death.
The ropes of death were wrapped around me, and the torments of Sheol overcame me; I encountered trouble and sorrow.
Then I called on the name of the LORD: "LORD, save me!"
I said: In the prime of my life I must go to the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years.
Now six stone water jars had been set there for Jewish purification. Each contained 20 or 30 gallons.