Psalms 39

1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked man is before me.

To the excellent musician Ieduthun. I thought, I will take heede to my wayes, that I sinne not with my tongue: I will keepe my mouth brideled, while the wicked is in my sight.

2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good, and my sorrow was stirred.

I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.

3 My heart was hot within me. While I was musing the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:

Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,

4 Jehovah, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is. Let me know how frail I am.

Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.

5 Behold, thou have made my days as handbreadths, and my life-time is as nothing before thee. Surely every man at his best condition is altogether vanity. (Selah)

Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. (Selah)

6 Surely every man walks in a shadow. Surely they are disquieted in vain. He heaps up, and knows not who shall gather them.

Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.

7 And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in thee.

And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.

9 I was mute. I opened not my mouth, because thou did it.

I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me. I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.

11 When thou have corrected man with rebukes for iniquity, thou make his beauty to disintegrate like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. (Selah)

When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. (Selah)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Keep not silent at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.

13 O spare me, that I may recover strength before I go from here, and be no more.

Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.