Psalmorum 39
1 In finem, ipsi Idithun. Canticum David. Dixi: Custodiam vias meas: ut non delinquam in lingua mea. Posui ori meo custodiam, cum consisteret peccator adversum me.
“A psalm of David. For the leader of the music of the Jeduthunites.” I said, I will take heed to my ways, That I may not sin with my tongue; I will keep my mouth with a bridle, While the wicked is before me.
2 Obmutui, et humiliatus sum, et silui a bonis; et dolor meus renovatus est.
I was dumb with silence; I spake not even what was good; But my pain was increased.
3 Concaluit cor meum intra me; et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis.
My heart was hot within me; In my anguish the fire burst forth, And I spake with my tongue:
4 Locutus sum in lingua mea: Notum fac mihi, Domine, finem meum, et numerum dierum meorum quis est, ut sciam quid desit mihi.
LORD, make me to know mine end, And the number of my days, That I may know how frail I am!
5 Ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos, et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te. Verumtamen universa vanitas, omnis homo vivens.
Behold, thou hast made my days as a hand-breadth, And my life is as nothing before thee; Yea, every man in his firmest state is altogether vanity. (Pause)
6 Verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo; sed et frustra conturbatur: thesaurizat, et ignorat cui congregabit ea.
Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely he disquieteth himself in vain; He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 Et nunc quæ est exspectatio mea: nonne Dominus? et substantia mea apud te est.
What, then, O Lord! is my hope? My hope is in thee!
8 Ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me: opprobrium insipienti dedisti me.
Deliver me from all my transgressions; Let me not be the reproach of scoffers!
9 Obmutui, et non aperui os meum, quoniam tu fecisti;
Yet I am dumb; I open not my mouth; For thou hast done it!
10 amove a me plagas tuas.
But remove from me thine infliction; For I am perishing by the blow of thine hand.
11 A fortitudine manus tuæ ego defeci in increpationibus: propter iniquitatem corripuisti hominem. Et tabescere fecisti sicut araneam animam ejus: verumtamen vane conturbatur omnis homo.
When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for iniquity, Thou causest his glory to waste away like a moth! Surely every man is vanity.
12 Exaudi orationem meam, Domine, et deprecationem meam; auribus percipe lacrimas meas. Ne sileas, quoniam advena ego sum apud te, et peregrinus sicut omnes patres mei.
Hear my prayer, O LORD! Give ear to my cry; Be not silent at my tears! For I am but a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Remitte mihi, ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more!
