6:6 I am exhausted as I groan;
all night long I drench my bed in tears;
my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.
6:7 My eyes grow dim from suffering;
they grow weak because of all my enemies.
6:8 Turn back from me, all you who behave wickedly,
for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping!
6:9 The Lord has heard my appeal for mercy;
the Lord has accepted my prayer.