Psalms 39
1 Unto the end. For Jeduthun himself. A Canticle of David. I said, “I will keep to my ways, so that I will not offend with my tongue.” I posted a guard at my mouth, when a sinner took up a position against me.
GUAJO ileco bae juadaje y chalanjo, para chajo umiisao pot y jilajo: bae juadaje y pachotto ni freno, anae y manaelaye mangaegue gui menajo.
2 I was silenced and humbled, and I was quiet before good things, and my sorrow was renewed.
Jugueffamatquilo ya juquieto gui minauleg: ya y pinitijo manatbororota.
3 My heart grew hot within me, and, during my (meditation) a fire would flare up.
Y corasonjo maepe gui sanjalomjo: anae jujajaso, y guafe mañoñonggue: ayo nae cumuentos yo yan y jilajo.
4 I spoke with my tongue, “O Lord, make me know my end, and what the number of my days will be, so that I may know what is lacking to me.”
Natungo yo, Jeova, ni uttimoco, yan y medidan y jaanijo cuanto guaja; natungoyo jafa na checayo.
5 Behold, you have made my days measurable, and, before you, my substance is as nothing. Yet truly, all things are vanity: every living man.
Estagüe na un atafja unnae y jaanijo; ya y sacanjo calangja taya gui menamo: sen magajet na todo y taotao taebale anae guaja mas balotña.
6 So then, truly man passes by like an image; even so, he is disquieted in vain. He stores up, and he knows not for whom he will gather these things.
Senmagajet na calang anineng jumajanao todo y taotao: senmagajet na taesetbe y atborotoñija: Sa manrecocoje y güinaja ya ti jatungo jaye y chinile.
7 And now, what is it that awaits me? Is it not the Lord? And my substance is with you.
Ya pago, Jeova, jafa junangga? y ninanggaco gaegue guiya jago.
8 Rescue me from all my iniquities. You have handed me over as a reproach to the foolish.
Nalibre yo gui todo y tinaelayeco, chamoyo pumopolo na jumanamamajlao gui taetiningo.
9 I was silenced, and I did not open my mouth, because it was you who acted.
Guajo mamatquilo, ti jubaba y pachotto: sa jago fumatinas.
10 Remove your scourges from me.
Najanao guiya guajo y sinaulagmo: sa pot y tinetpen y canaemo lumachaeyo.
11 I fall short at corrections from the strength of your hand. For you have chastised man for iniquity. And you have made his soul shrink away like a spider. Nevertheless, it is in vain that any man be disquieted.
Anae unnatunas y taotao nu y linalatde, pot y tinaelaye, ninalachae y bonituña taegüije y puliya: senmagajet na todo y taotao taebale.
12 O Lord, heed my prayer and my supplication. Pay attention to my tears. Do not be silent. For I am a newcomer with you, and a sojourner, just as all my fathers were.
Jungog y tinaetaejo, O Jeova, ecungog y inagangjo: chamo famatquilo gui menan y lagojo: sa taotao tumano yo guiya jago: pago finatoyo taegüeje y mañaenajo todos.
13 Forgive me, so that I may be refreshed, before I will go forth and be no more.
Poloyo ya jufañule minetgot, antes de jujanao ya ti jutalo.
