Psalms 39

For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.

I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I do not sin with my tongue.
I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."
I was mute with silence.
I held my peace, even from good.
My sorrow was stirred.
My heart was hot within me.
While I meditated, the fire burned:
I spoke with my tongue:
" Jehovah, show me my end,
what is the measure of my days.
Let me know how frail I am.
Behold, you have made my days handbreadths.
My lifetime is as nothing before you.
Surely every man stands as a breath."
Selah.
"Surely every man walks like a shadow.
Surely they busy themselves in vain.
He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.
Now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in you.
Deliver me from all my transgressions.
Do not make me the reproach of the foolish.
I was mute.
I did not open my mouth,
because you did it.
10 Remove your scourge away from me.
I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
11 When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity,
You consume his wealth like a moth.
Surely every man is but a breath."
Selah.
12 "Hear my prayer,  Jehovah, and give ear to my cry.
Do not be silent at my tears.
For I am a stranger with you,
a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
13 Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,
before I go away, and exist no more."
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