Psalms 39
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of David. I told myself, “I will be careful in what I do, and not sin in what I say. I will keep my mouth shut when the wicked are around.”
in finem Idithun canticum David dixi custodiam vias meas ut non delinquam in lingua mea posui ori meo custodiam cum consisteret peccator adversum me
2 So I was completely silent—I didn't even say anything good. But the pain inside only got worse.
obmutui et humiliatus sum et silui a bonis et dolor meus renovatus est
3 My mind burned as if on fire; I had to say what I was thinking:
concaluit cor meum intra me et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis
4 Lord, remind me. How short is my life? How long do I have? Remind me how quickly my life will pass.
locutus sum in lingua mea notum fac mihi Domine finem meum et numerum dierum meorum quis est ut sciam quid desit mihi
5 Just look at the tiny amount of days you have given me! In your eyes my whole lifetime is like nothing. Our lives here are just a breath… (Selah)
ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te verumtamen universa vanitas omnis homo vivens diapsalma
6 Human beings are just shadows walking around. They pointlessly rush through life, trying to pile up possessions without knowing who will get them.
verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo sed et frustra conturbatur thesaurizat et ignorat cui congregabit ea
7 So Lord, what am I looking for? I put my hope in you.
et nunc quae est expectatio mea nonne Dominus et substantia mea apud te est
8 Save me from my rebellion. Don't let me be mocked by fools.
ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me obprobrium insipienti dedisti me
9 I will stay quiet, I won't say a word, for it's you who has done this to me.
obmutui et non aperui os meum quoniam tu fecisti
10 Please stop hitting me! Your beating has worn me out!
amove a me plagas tuas
11 When you discipline us, reprimanding us for our sins, it's like a moth eating up what is precious to us. All of us are just a breath… (Selah)
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
12 Please hear my prayer, Lord! Listen to my cry for help! Don't be deaf to my weeping. Please treat me as your guest, passing through, just like my forefathers.
exaudi orationem meam Domine et deprecationem meam auribus percipe lacrimas meas ne sileas quoniam advena sum apud te et peregrinus sicut omnes patres mei
13 Please leave me alone so I can be cheerful again, before I am dead and gone.
remitte mihi ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero
