Psalms 39

1 For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. 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 is before me.

[For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.] I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I do not sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.

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

3 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned; [Then] spake I with my tongue:

My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:

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

"Jehovah, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.

5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. (Selah)

Look, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." (Selah)

6 Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.

"Surely a person goes about like a shadow. Surely he heaps up vain things of wealth, and doesn't know who shall gather them.

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

Now, Jehovah, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

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

Deliver me from all my transgressions. Do not make me the taunt of fools.

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.

I was mute. I did not open my mouth, because you did it.

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

Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. (Selah)

When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." (Selah)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

"Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Do not be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more."