Psalmorum 39
1 in finem 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 diapsalma
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 quae est expectatio 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 obprobrium 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 tuae ego defeci in increpationibus propter iniquitatem corripuisti hominem et tabescere fecisti sicut araneam animam eius verumtamen vane conturbatur omnis homo diapsalma
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 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!
