< Psalms 39 >
1 To the chief Musician, to 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 muzzle, while the wicked is before me.
For the end, a Song of David, to Idithun. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I set a guard on my mouth, while the sinner stood in my presence.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
I was dumb, and humbled myself, and kept silence from good [words]; and my grief was renewed.
3 My heart burned within me; the fire was kindled in my musing: I spoke with my tongue,
My heart grew hot within me, and a fire would kindle in my (meditation) I spoke with my tongue,
4 Make me to know, Jehovah, mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I shall know how frail I am.
O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.
5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] hand-breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before thee; verily, every man, [even] the high placed, is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Behold, you have made my days old; and my existence [is] as nothing before you: nay, every man living [is] altogether vanity. (Pause)
6 Verily, man walketh in a vain show; verily they are disquieted in vain; he heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.
7 And now, what wait I for, Lord? my hope is in thee.
And now what [is] my expectation? [is it] not the Lord? and my ground [of hope] is with you. (Pause)
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: you have made me a reproach to the foolish.
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done [it].
I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for you are he that made me.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
Remove your scourges from me: I have fainted by reason of the strength of your hand.
11 When thou with rebukes dost correct a man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely, every man is vanity. (Selah)
You chasten man with rebukes for iniquity, and you make his life to consume away like a spider's web; nay, every man is disquieted in vain. (Pause)
12 Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
O Lord, listen to my prayer and my supplication: attend to my tears: be not silent, for I am a sojourner in the land, and a stranger, as all my fathers [were].
13 Look away from me, and let me recover strength, before I go hence and be no more.
Spare me, that I may be refreshed, before I depart, and be no more.