Psalms 39
1 For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David. I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.”
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 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
Jugueffamatquilo ya juquieto gui minauleg: ya y pinitijo manatbororota.
3 My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned. I spoke with my tongue:
Y corasonjo maepe gui sanjalomjo: anae jujajaso, y guafe mañoñonggue: ayo nae cumuentos yo yan y jilajo.
4 “LORD, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
Natungo yo, Jeova, ni uttimoco, yan y medidan y jaanijo cuanto guaja; natungoyo jafa na checayo.
5 Behold, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as 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 “Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.
Senmagajet na calang anineng jumajanao todo y taotao: senmagajet na taesetbe y atborotoñija: Sa manrecocoje y güinaja ya ti jatungo jaye y chinile.
7 Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.
Ya pago, Jeova, jafa junangga? y ninanggaco gaegue guiya jago.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.
Nalibre yo gui todo y tinaelayeco, chamoyo pumopolo na jumanamamajlao gui taetiningo.
9 I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.
Guajo mamatquilo, ti jubaba y pachotto: sa jago fumatinas.
10 Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
Najanao guiya guajo y sinaulagmo: sa pot y tinetpen y canaemo lumachaeyo.
11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, you consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but 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 “Hear my prayer, LORD, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
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 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away and exist no more.”
Poloyo ya jufañule minetgot, antes de jujanao ya ti jutalo.
