To the excellent Musician Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
1 I thought, I will take heed to my ways, that
I sin not with my tongue: I will keep my mouth
bridled, while the wicked is in my sight.
2 I was dumb and spake nothing: I kept silence
even from good, and my sorrow was more stirred.
3 Mine heart was hot within me, and while I
was musing, the fire kindled, and I spake with my
4 Lord, let me know mine end, and the measure
of my days, what it is: let me know how long I have
5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an hand
breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee:
surely every man in his best state is altogether vanity.
6 Doubtless man walketh in a shadow, and disquieteth
himself in vain: he heapeth up riches, and
cannot tell who shall gather them.
7 And now Lord, what wait I for? Mine hope is
even in thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions, and
make me not a rebuke unto the foolish.
9 I should have been dumb, and not have opened
my mouth, because thou didst it.
10 Take thy plague away from me: for I am consumed
by the stroke of thine hand.
11 When thou with rebukes dost chastise man
for iniquity, thou as a moth makest his beauty to
consume: surely every man is vanity. Selah.
12 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and hearken unto my
cry: keep not silence at my tears, for I am a stranger
with thee, and a sojourner as all my fathers.
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recover
my strength, before I go hence and be not.