Psalm 39

1 A melody of David.
I said: “I will guard my step To avoid sinning with my tongue. I will guard my mouth with a muzzle As long as anyone wicked is in my presence.”

2 I was speechless and silent; I kept quiet even about what is good, But my pain was intense.

3 My heart smoldered inside me. As I pondered, the fire kept burning. Then my tongue spoke:

4 “O Jehovah, help me to know what my end will be, And the measure of my days, So that I may know how short my life is.

5 Indeed, you have made my days just a few; And my life span is as nothing before you. Surely every man, though he seems secure, is nothing but a mere breath.

6 Surely every man walks about like a shadow. He rushes around for nothing. He piles up wealth, not knowing who will enjoy it.

7 What, then, can I hope for, O Jehovah? You are my only hope.

8 Save me from all my transgressions. Do not let the foolish one make me an object of contempt.

9 I remained speechless; I could not open my mouth, Because this was your doing.

10 Remove your plague from me. I am worn down because your hand strikes me.

11 You correct man with punishment for his error; You consume the things he treasures just as a moth does. Surely every man is but a mere breath.

12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, Listen to my cry for help. Do not ignore my tears. For I am but a foreign resident to you, A traveler passing through, just like all my forefathers.

13 Turn your harsh gaze away from me so that I may cheer up Before I pass away and I am gone.”