Psalm 6:1-2-4-5 The Message (MSG)

1-2. Please, God, no more yelling,no more trips to the woodshed.Treat me nice for a change;I’m so starved for affection.

2-3. Can’t you see I’m black-and-blue,beat up badly in bones and soul?God, how long will it takefor you to let up?

4-5. Break in, God, and break up this fight;if you love me at all, get me out of here.I’m no good to you dead, am I?I can’t sing in your choir if I’m buried in some tomb!