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.
in finem Idithun canticum David dixi custodiam vias meas ut non delinquam in lingua mea posui ori meo custodiam cum consisteret peccator adversum me
2 I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
obmutui et humiliatus sum et silui a bonis et dolor meus renovatus est
3 Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
concaluit cor meum intra me et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis
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.
locutus sum in lingua mea notum fac mihi Domine finem meum et numerum dierum meorum quis est ut sciam quid desit mihi
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)
ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te verumtamen universa vanitas omnis homo vivens diapsalma
6 Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.
verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo sed et frustra conturbatur thesaurizat et ignorat cui congregabit ea
7 And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
et nunc quae est expectatio mea nonne Dominus et substantia mea apud te est
8 Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.
ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me obprobrium insipienti dedisti me
9 I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.
obmutui et non aperui os meum quoniam tu fecisti
10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
amove a me plagas tuas
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)
a fortitudine manus tuae ego defeci in increpationibus propter iniquitatem corripuisti hominem et tabescere fecisti sicut araneam animam eius verumtamen vane conturbatur omnis homo diapsalma
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.
exaudi orationem meam Domine et deprecationem meam auribus percipe lacrimas meas ne sileas quoniam advena sum apud te et peregrinus sicut omnes patres mei
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
remitte mihi ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero
