Psalms 39:10-11

10 Please stop wounding me!
Heb “remove from upon me your wound.”

You have almost beaten me to death!
Heb “from the hostility of your hand I have come to an end.”

11 You severely discipline people for their sins;
“with punishments on account of sin you discipline a man.”

like a moth you slowly devour their strength.
Heb “you cause to dissolve, like a moth, his desired [thing].” The translation assumes an emendation of חֲמוּדוֹ (khamudo, “his desirable [thing]”) to חֶמְדוֹ (khemdo, “his loveliness” [or “beauty”]), a reading that is supported by a few medieval Hebrew mss.

Surely all people are a mere vapor. (Selah)
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