Domine, ne in furore
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 deliver my soul : O save me for thy mercy’s sake.
5 For in death no man remembereth 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 because of all mine enemies.
8 Away from me, all ye that work vanity : 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.