Psalms 39
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of David. I told myself, “I will be careful in what I do, and not sin in what I say. I will keep my mouth shut when the wicked are around.”
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 So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.
Jugueffamatquilo ya juquieto gui minauleg: ya y pinitijo manatbororota.
3 My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:
Y corasonjo maepe gui sanjalomjo: anae jujajaso, y guafe mañoñonggue: ayo nae cumuentos yo yan y jilajo.
4 Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.
Natungo yo, Jeova, ni uttimoco, yan y medidan y jaanijo cuanto guaja; natungoyo jafa na checayo.
5 Just look at the tiny amount of days you have given me! In your eyes my whole lifetime is like nothing. Our lives here are just a breath… (Selah)
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 Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.
Senmagajet na calang anineng jumajanao todo y taotao: senmagajet na taesetbe y atborotoñija: Sa manrecocoje y güinaja ya ti jatungo jaye y chinile.
7 So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.
Ya pago, Jeova, jafa junangga? y ninanggaco gaegue guiya jago.
8 Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.
Nalibre yo gui todo y tinaelayeco, chamoyo pumopolo na jumanamamajlao gui taetiningo.
9 I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.
Guajo mamatquilo, ti jubaba y pachotto: sa jago fumatinas.
10 Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!
Najanao guiya guajo y sinaulagmo: sa pot y tinetpen y canaemo lumachaeyo.
11 When you discipline us, reprimanding us for our sins, it's like a moth eating up what is precious to us. All of us are just a breath… (Selah)
Anae unnatunas y taotao nu y linalatde, pot y tinaelaye, ninalachae y bonituña taegüije y puliya: senmagajet na todo y taotao taebale.
12 Please hear my prayer, Lord! Listen to my cry for help! Don't be deaf to my weeping. Please treat me as your guest, passing through, just like my forefathers.
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 Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.
Poloyo ya jufañule minetgot, antes de jujanao ya ti jutalo.
