Psalms 39
1 Unto the end, for Idithun himself, a canticle of David. I said: I will take heed to my ways: that I sin not with my tongue. I have set guard to my mouth, when the sinner stood against 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 dumb, and was humbled, and kept silence from good things: and my sorrow was renewed.
I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
3 My heart grew hot within me: and in my meditation a fire shall flame out.
Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
4 I spoke with my tongue: O Lord, make me know my end. And what is the number of my days: that I may know what is wanting to me.
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 hast made my days measurable: and my substance is as nothing before thee. And indeed all things are vanity: every man living.
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 man passeth as an image: yea, and he is disquieted in vain. He storeth up: and he knoweth not for whom he shall gather these things.
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 what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
8 Deliver thou me from all my iniquities: thou hast made me a reproach to the fool.
Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.
9 I was dumb, and I opened not my mouth, because thou hast done it.
I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.
10 Remove thy scourges from me. The strength of thy hand hath made me faint in rebukes:
Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
11 Thou hast corrected man for iniquity. And thou hast made his soul to waste away like a spider: surely in vain is any man disquieted.
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 Lord, and my supplication: give ear to my tears. Be not silent: for I am a stranger with thee, and 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 forgive me, that I may be refreshed, before I go hence, and be no more.
Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
