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

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.”

2 obmutui et humiliatus sum et silui a bonis et dolor meus renovatus est

I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.

3 concaluit cor meum intra me et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis

My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned. 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

“Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me 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, you have made my days hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” (Selah)

6 verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo sed et frustra conturbatur thesaurizat et ignorat cui congregabit ea

“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.

7 et nunc quae est expectatio mea nonne Dominus et substantia mea apud te est

Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

8 ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me obprobrium insipienti dedisti me

Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.

9 obmutui et non aperui os meum quoniam tu fecisti

I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.

10 amove a me plagas tuas

Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your 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 you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, you consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” (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, Yahweh, 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.

13 remitte mihi ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away and exist no more.”