Psalms 39

1 I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.

1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth with a muzzle, while the wicked is before me.

2I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.

2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace from good; and my sorrow was stirred.

3My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,

3 My heart burned within me; the fire was kindled in my musing: I spoke with my tongue,

4Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.

4 Make me to know, Jehovah, mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I shall know how frail I am.

5You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

5 Behold, thou hast made my days [as] hand-breadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before thee; verily, every man, [even] the high placed, is altogether vanity. Selah.

6Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.

6 Verily, man walketh in a vain show; verily they are disquieted in vain; he heapeth up [riches], and knoweth not who shall gather them.

7And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.

7 And now, what wait I for, Lord? my hope is in thee.

8Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the foolish.

9I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.

9 I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done [it].

10No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.

10 Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

11By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

11 When thou with rebukes dost correct a man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely, every man is vanity. Selah.

12Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.

12 Hear my prayer, Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; be not silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.

13Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.

13 Look away from me, and let me recover strength, before I go hence and be no more.