Psalm 6:1-3
“Yahweh, don’t rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath. Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am faint. Yahweh, heal me, for my bones are troubled. My soul is also severely troubled. But you, Yahweh—how long?”
This psalm, attributed to David, is one of several 'penitential psalms' that express deep sorrow, personal suffering, and a plea for God's mercy. It's a prayer from someone experiencing profound distress, perhaps from illness, internal turmoil, or external threat.
What does it feel like to wait for a crisis to end, when the timing is entirely out of your hands?