Chapter 39 from Psalms | Ylt

To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. I have said, `I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked `is' before me.'

I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

Hot `is' my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I know how frail I `am'.

Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age `is' as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity `is' every man set up. Selah.

Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, `in' vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it `is' of Thee.

From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou -- Thou hast done `it'.

Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity `is' every man. Selah.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And `to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I `am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!