Psalms 39
1 For the end, a Song of David, to Idithun. I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I set a guard on my mouth, while the sinner stood in my presence.
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 I was dumb, and humbled myself, and kept silence from good [words]; and my grief was renewed.
I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, [even] from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
3 My heart grew hot within me, and a fire would kindle in my (meditation) I spoke with my tongue,
My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: [then] I spoke with my tongue.
4 O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is; that I may know what I lack.
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 Behold, you have made my days old; and my existence [is] as nothing before you: nay, every man living [is] altogether vanity. (Pause)
Behold, thou hast made my days [as] a hand-breadth; and my age [is] as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state [is] altogether vanity. (Selah)
6 Surely man walks in a shadow; nay, he is disquieted in vain: he lays up treasures, and knows not for whom he shall gather them.
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 And now what [is] my expectation? [is it] not the Lord? and my ground [of hope] is with you. (Pause)
And now, LORD, what wait I for? my hope [is] in thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions: you have made me a reproach to the foolish.
Deliver me from all my transgressions: make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9 I was dumb, and opened not my mouth; for you are he that made me.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst [it].
10 Remove your scourges from me: I have fainted by reason of the strength of your hand.
Remove thy stroke away from me; I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
11 You chasten man with rebukes for iniquity, and you make his life to consume away like a spider's web; nay, every man is disquieted in vain. (Pause)
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 O Lord, listen to my prayer and my supplication: attend to my tears: be not silent, for I am a sojourner in the land, and a stranger, as all my fathers [were].
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 Spare me, that I may be refreshed, before I depart, and be no more.
O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.
