Psalms 39

1 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.

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.

2 I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.

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

3 Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,

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

4 Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.

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

5 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)

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)

6 Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.

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.

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

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

8 Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.

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

9 I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.

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

10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.

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

11 When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. (Selah)

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)

12 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.

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.

13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.

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