Psalms 39

1 For the Chief Musician, for 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.

For the Leader, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said: 'I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue; I will keep a curb upon my mouth, while the wicked is before me.'

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.

I was dumb with silence; I held my peace, had no comfort; and my pain was held in check.

3 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned; [Then] spake I with my tongue:

My heart waxed hot within me; while I was musing, the fire kindled; then spoke I with my tongue:

4 Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.

'LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; let me know how short-lived I am.

5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. (Selah)

Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths; and mine age is as nothing before Thee; surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. (Selah)

6 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.

Surely man walketh as a mere semblance; surely for vanity they are in turmoil; he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.

And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope, it is in Thee.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the base.

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.

I am dumb, I open not my mouth; because Thou hast done it.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

Remove Thy stroke from off me; I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.

11 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)

With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity, and like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away; surely every man is vanity. (Selah)

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; keep not silence at my tears; for I am a stranger with Thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.

Look away from me, that I may take comfort, before I go hence, and be no more.'