Hope in the Lord
To the chief Musician, even to Jedu´thun, A Psalm of David.
1I 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.
2I was dumb with silence,
I held my peace, even from good;
and my sorrow was stirred.
3My heart was hot within me;
while I was musing the fire burned:
then spake I with my tongue,
4 Lord, make me to know mine end,
and the measure of my days, what it is;
that I may know how frail I am.
5Behold, thou hast made my days as a handbreadth;
and mine age is as nothing before thee:
verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
6Surely every man walketh in a vain show:
surely they are disquieted in vain:
he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in thee.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions:
make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
because thou didst it.
10Remove thy stroke away from me:
I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
11When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry;
hold not thy peace at my tears:
for I am a stranger with thee,
and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13O spare me, that I may recover strength,
before I go hence, and be no more.