For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
39Verse 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. Verse 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred. Verse 3My heart was hot within me; While I was musing the fire burned; Then spake I with my tongue: Verse 4Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am. Verse 5Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my lifetime is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah Verse 6Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely they are disquieted in vain: He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. Verse 7And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee. Verse 8Deliver me from all my transgressions: Make me not the reproach of the foolish. Verse 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it. Verse 10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand. Verse 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 Verse 12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were. Verse 13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
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For the Chief Musician, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
39Verse 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.
Verse 2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good;
And my sorrow was stirred.
Verse 3My heart was hot within me;
While I was musing the fire burned;
Then spake I with my tongue:
Verse 4Jehovah, make me to know mine end,
And the measure of my days, what it is;
Let me know how frail I am.
Verse 5Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths;
And my lifetime is as nothing before thee:
Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah
Verse 6Surely every man walketh in a vain show;
Surely they are disquieted in vain:
He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Verse 7And now, Lord, what wait I for?
My hope is in thee.
Verse 8Deliver me from all my transgressions:
Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Verse 9I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
Because thou didst it.
Verse 10Remove thy stroke away from me:
I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
Verse 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
Verse 12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry;
Hold not thy peace at my tears:
For I am a stranger with thee,
A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Verse 13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength,
Before I go hence, and be no more.