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
To the chief Musician, even to 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 obmutui et humiliatus sum et silui a bonis et dolor meus renovatus est
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 concaluit cor meum intra me et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then I spoke 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 my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; 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 an hand breadth; and my age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. (Selah)
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 they are disquieted 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
And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.
8 ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me obprobrium insipienti dedisti me
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 obmutui et non aperui os meum quoniam tu fecisti
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.
10 amove a me plagas tuas
Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy 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 correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
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, and give ear to my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and 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 depart, and be no more.
