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PSALM 39 The Vanity of Life. For the choir director, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
1I said, “I will guard my waysThat I may not sin with my tongue;I will guard my mouth as with a muzzleWhile the wicked are in my presence.”
2I was mute and silent,I refrained even from good,And my sorrow grew worse.
3My heart was hot within me,While I was musing the fire burned;Then I spoke with my tongue:
4“Lord, make me to know my endAnd what is the extent of my days;Let me know how transient I am.
5Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight;Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.
6Surely every man walks about as a phantom;Surely they make an uproar for nothing;He amasses riches and does not know who will gather them.
7“And now, Lord, for what do I wait?My hope is in You.
8Deliver me from all my transgressions;Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
9I have become mute, I do not open my mouth,Because it is You who have done it.
10Remove Your plague from me;Because of the opposition of Your hand I am perishing.
11With reproofs You chasten a man for iniquity;You consume as a moth what is precious to him;Surely every man is a mere breath. Selah.
12“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry;Do not be silent at my tears;For I am a stranger with You,A sojourner like all my fathers.
13Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile againBefore I depart and am no more.”