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.
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 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
obmutui et humiliatus sum et silui a bonis et dolor meus renovatus est
3 My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned; [Then] spake I with my tongue:
concaluit cor meum intra me et in meditatione mea exardescet ignis
4 Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
locutus sum in lingua mea notum fac mihi Domine finem meum et numerum dierum meorum quis est ut sciam quid desit mihi
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)
ecce mensurabiles posuisti dies meos et substantia mea tamquam nihilum ante te verumtamen universa vanitas omnis homo vivens diapsalma
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.
verumtamen in imagine pertransit homo sed et frustra conturbatur thesaurizat et ignorat cui congregabit ea
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.
et nunc quae est expectatio mea nonne Dominus et substantia mea apud te est
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
ab omnibus iniquitatibus meis erue me obprobrium insipienti dedisti me
9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.
obmutui et non aperui os meum quoniam tu fecisti
10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
amove a me plagas tuas
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)
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 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.
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 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
remitte mihi ut refrigerer priusquam abeam et amplius non ero
