Chapter 39

To the chief Musician, even to Yeduthun, A Mizmor of David.

1

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

2

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

3

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

4

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

5

Behold, you have made my days as a handbreadth; and my age is as nothing before you: truly every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Celah.

6

Surely every man walks in a vain show: surely they are disquieted in vain: he heaps up riches, and knows not who shall gather them.

7

And now, Adonai, what wait I for? my hope is in you.

8

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

9

I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because you did it.

10

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

11

When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Celah.

12

Hear my prayer, O Yahuah, and give ear unto my cry; hold not your peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.

13

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



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