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King James Version · 1611

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Bible in Basic English · 1949

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Young's Literal Translation · 1862

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.

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.

1To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. --A Psalm of David. I have said, `I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked <FI>is<Fi> before me.'

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

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

2I was dumb <FI>with<Fi> silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

3My heart was hot within me, while I was musing the fire burned: then spake I with my tongue,

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

3Hot <FI>is<Fi> my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

4Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.

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

4`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days--what it <FI>is<Fi> ,' I know how frail I <FI>am<Fi> .

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.

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.)

5Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age <FI>is<Fi> as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity <FI>is<Fi> every man set up. 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.

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.

6Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, <FI>in<Fi> vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

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

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

7And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope--it <FI>is<Fi> of Thee.

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

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

8From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst it.

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

9I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou--Thou hast done <FI>it<Fi> .

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

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

10Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

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.

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.)

11With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity <FI>is<Fi> every man. 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.

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.

12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And <FI>to<Fi> my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I <FI>am<Fi> with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.

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

13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!