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 kindled: then spake I with my tongue: Verse 4LORD, 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 mine age is as nothing before thee: surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah Verse 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. 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 thine 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 LORD, 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 13O 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 kindled: then spake I with my tongue:
Verse 4LORD, 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 mine age is as nothing before thee: surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah
Verse 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.
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 thine 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 LORD, 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 13O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.