Psalms 39
39
To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David.
1I have said, ‘I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked [is] before me.’
2I was dumb [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
3Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.
4‘Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],’ I know how frail I [am].
5Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. Selah.
6Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
7And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.
8From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.
9I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].
10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.
11With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity [is] every man. Selah.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
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Psalm 39
39
To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, 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 an 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 shew: 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.
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