39 I
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. 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 spake
I with my tongue, 4 LORD,
make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is: that
I may know how frail I am. 5 Behold,
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.
6
Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are disquieted in vain:
he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. 7 And
now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee. 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 thou didst it. 10 Remove
thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand. 11 When
thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, thou makest his beauty
to consume away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah. 12 Hear
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. 13 O spare
me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more.